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This Poem Stinks So Badly it Doesn't Deserve a Name

This poem stinks.

It doesn't rhyme 
It doesn't do anything 
It has a little alliteration

well...

it will have some

because that's the easiest poetic element to incorporate 
and if it didn't have any poetic elements 
it would not be a poem 
but would be prose with 
randomly 
inserted 
carriage returns...

(are carriage returns extinct?)

and that would be dishonest. 

This is not a lying poem. 
That would be oxymoronic. 
It's a stinky poem.

And when I finish writing it 
I'm gonna print it out 
and tear it up 
into little bitty 
teensy weensy pieces 
(if I have enough patience to get that small) 
and flush it down the commode 
so it can join all the other 
excrementally effluential essences

(note the alliteration)

of all the other stuff that stinks 
almost as badly as 
this poem.


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Wisdom

Wisdom
Is different from experience
It's different from intelligence

Wisdom
comes with experience
is enhanced by intelligence

Wisdom.


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On Loving a Rock Star - Redux

Lavish locks sprawl pillowed in peace this morn.
Gently whiskered cheeks hint of last night's lipstick
Tensions banished blue grassy fiddling lingers
Let's take it easy

I'll make the omelets
while you get a shower, dear.
Oh? You'd rather play some more?
Alright, eats postponed.
Pounding rhythms drumming heartbeats
Satiation lullaby.

In stillness your breath meanders its way
through the vast concert hall of my naked 
vulnerability cooing minor
keyed assurances of something finer.

Rifts while integral to the theme render
our phrasing discordant at times yet
your hard earned skill in handling your fender
is spawning a wisdom I don't quite get

but it soothes and smooths, warms and relaxes
us both and though still stressed out by taxes
and injustice, fear and idiocy
frustrations from others unable to see

we remember our gift of harmony
and sing our twin souls free of enmity.

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The three forms used to construct this poem are Sapphic Stanza, Sedoka, and Sonnet.


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Insomnia

Five after four in the morning. Night-sweats
rumple silk bed sheets. Vague cusp ‘tween night and day
blurs chiseled contours of sanity’s sharpness.

Dreams half-way loosed into consciousness waylay
snuggling comforts.  Wee hours’ vague demons lurk
tucked beneath pillowcased hopes, threatening melee.

Coffee at four twenty, brewed under knee-jerk
rituals uncritically gleaned in tender years,
won’t clear the spider webs. Thinking is hard work.

Terrible, really, yet recently shed tears
obscure simple joy’s sole right to imminence,
caking like blood drawn by yesterday’s spears.
 
‘Til mercy’s sunbeams despite grief’s vehemence
melt bitter frostbite of long lost innocence.


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Soul Haiku Revisited - Zodiac Style

Aries Soul

Mischievous flint spark 
razes lethargy’s prison 
igniting joy’s fuse.

Leo Soul

Rich roaring campfire 
radiant warmth draws attention 
confidence blazing.

Sagittarius Soul

Long-tended embers 
spawn dazzling wisdom flashes
endlessly glowing

Capricorn Soul

White gleaming marble 
proud solid stability 
structural beauty.

Taurus Soul

Lavish lilac shrub 
broadcasting sensual delight 
exudes comfort.

Virgo Soul

Majestic maple 
limbs' crimson remnants swept clean 
prepared for new growth.

Libra Soul

Sleeping lover’s breath 
passion’s rhythm synchronized 
harmony complete.

Aquarius Soul

Fresh pine-mountain air 
clears celestial vision 
connections revealed

Gemini Soul

Frolicsome breeze 
swirling dance unencumbered 
transports wisdom’s seeds

Cancer Soul

Soft persistent rain 
quenches fragile seedling’s thirst 
nurtures flowering

Scorpio Soul

Ancient cavern pool 
envelops secret demons 
guards Pandora’s box

Pisces Soul

Still midnight lagoon 
shimmers cosmic buoyancy 
atop deep pure peace.


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When Time Stands Still

Leaping in barefoot abandon
Soaring every which way from Sunday
Laughter effortlessly exhaling cool breezes.

Lounging on nature’s lush carpet
Silhouette illumined by carefree serenity 
Lapping up rays and shining them back

Licorice sticks and crackers and brie
Sweet plumpness of kiwi and mango and peach 
Licking ripe juices off contented grin

Long luscious showers in waterfall glory
Swirling delightfully playfully pure
Lingering loving caresses of freshness 

Last blush of daylight’s electrical charge
Sunset yields gracefully generously kind
Lights flicker syntax where space enfolds meaning

Lay here beside me
Savor my dream
Let my enchantment touch yours


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Chickening Out

Morning coffee, read the paper, brush your teeth and make the bed
Start the car up, drive to work with endless chatter in your head.
Rhythm’s just a decoy, really, structure faked for social poise
Must pretend, must feign an interest. Wouldn’t want to lose the toys.

Just ignore the yearning, silly, only fools have dreams these days.
Shoulder to the grindstone, Buster, don’t you know what really pays?
Over obligate yourself then hurry to the next event.
Don’t take time for introspection, musings never paid the rent. 

Reinforcing concrete walls with rebar to protect from storms.
Cyclones of emotion dashed to bits before reaction forms.
Hold her steady, make the grade, ignore distractions, toe the line
Numbness is a good sign, keep it up and soon you’ll be just fine. 

Can’t afford admission to tonight’s seductive shadow play.
Vulnerability and nakedness too high a price to pay.
Courage is for sissies, only children should be reckoned tears.
Safest bet’s to keep pretending that you’ve conquered all your fears.


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Arjuna Meets Krishna

On the edge
Slightly out of vision
Chaos

No, thank you
I’ll take my social order
On rye
Hold the onions

Hey, I wanted rye
Every day reminds us 
Untidy chaos intervenes

Deny it and go mad
Face it and imagine war

To be involved in life is to be involved in battle
There is no escape
Cave dwelling aesthetics are fools
Thus sings the auspicious one

Learn to struggle
Honorably
Graciously
Nobly

It’s not about the win
Which, in any event, is
Ultimately
Futile.


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Meow

Cattiness, it doesn't work
nor do cherry cheese cake or
romantic northern lights,
fairies, unfortunality
anniversaries and the like.
Make it better for me baby

Lioness has surface value
silky sultry claws of steel
sharp and growlingly
howlingly purring
over a  tasty meal.
Baby make me it for better

Cougars come and cougars go
with rippling roaring shoulders
unaware
they just don't care
life's a stage, let's get it over.
Better baby for make it me

Jaguar speed and sharpness
wind in the hair
speed demons, debonair
sleek, cocky
the antonym of cocky.
Me better it baby make for

Roxanne, my pet
you've never yet
disappointed me.
Wise innocence
tinged with helplessness.
It for baby me better make

Cattiness, baby, get over it 
You've so much to make. What you fretting for?
You call yourself me... can't do better?


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My Uncle Died Today

My uncle died today
I don't know what to say
He was my fave.

Full of vim and vigor
Didn't need gun and a trigger
To have his say.

Slightly misogynist
But ain't the best of us
Flawed in some way?

I'll miss Abbott.
Has been my habit
To love him every single day.


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