Anomaly Poems - Poems about Anomaly

Otherworldly Anomaly

It’s a long journey 
from where I’m from. Light years away. 
And then some. 
Your TV transmissions kept me entertained. 
But the News worried me. Perhaps more than it should have. 
Upon my arrival I integrated with your species 
via DNA infusion, transfusion, or trans mutationally. 
One of those anyway. 
There was supposed to have

An Anomaly

He's effortlessly effervescent for someone
surrounded by so much darkness
His luminescence envelopes shadows 
rendering shade nonexistent 
Illumination comes with a price so examine
the method to his Harkness
360 is a wholesome number so both sides
really offer assistance
They say brilliance is borderline madness but
I say they're scared of the epiphany 
A litany of excuses exists in spades blocking
the

Am I the Anomaly

I say “Crayola”
Five-year-old behind me says “crayon” as if he is correcting me.
I stare at him.
The old one-two-three teacher stare.
He does not notice.

What makes today's s child think he is on the same level as his teacher?
Am I the anomaly here?
Is it because I am old school?
Is it my age?

All I know is, many children

The Mosquito Is An Anomaly

The mosquito is an anomaly
  Its brief life spent in ferocity

Buzzes, stings, draws our blood
  ~ Revels in tortuosity

Anomaly

Solitude provides artistic solace; 
Freedom to behave like a rogue, 
showcase the beauty of an anomaly; 

An addiction to limelight is the anomaly; 
Creative endeavors desire solace 
yet are inspired by dancing rogue; 

Displaying the heart of the rogue 
who’s arrhythmia fuels this anomaly 
stabilized within quiet solace; 
 
The poetic solace of this rogue

The Unspoken Anomaly

You know I felt it too?
It was a random rush, as if a car crash I was living in.
It felt kind of strange, like really strange
Why do emotions have to be so difficult to deal with?
Why does the closest person to us feel the weirdest when we talk about the cracks and the cuts that

Anomaly

No matter what my politics
It’s just one part of me.
We each possess a bag of tricks;
It’s no anomaly

That I can write a perfect rhyme
And yet the way I vote
May contradict your views so I’m
Not worth the poems I wrote.

Let’s judge each other on our work
Despite our own beliefs
For underneath our words may lurk
Encompassing motifs.

A mutual

A Cultural Anomaly -- Prose-Poetry

They were Hollywood farmed; the girls, the pink and blond feathers-
shoes on their heads, but when they began to give birth to human 
chickens there was a national outcry. Cops cordoned off each home 
where an avian pregnancy had occurred. A comprehensive 
government birth control program had fallen short;
the girls had mated, but with what?

The

An Anomaly

Imagine that!
A laconic and diffident High School kid 
Who suddenly has a voice whenever he's used
As target practice. He chucks back grenades 
Lobbed at him by bullies. And waits no time 
Airing his grievances as payback

Bravo, kid, bravo! Rock on, with your bad self!

Date written and posted: 06/18/2019

Anomaly About a Trump Monopoly

Anomaly About A Trump Monopoly

About Trump,  I was writing an anomaly;
On everything he does have a monopoly;
With  possessed,
He is impressed;
Each result of book was done so sloppily.

Jim Horn

Anomaly

My thoughts wander as I wonder what I'm running for. 
It's like I'm hunted cos I'm wanted for the chalk under juggernauts. 
Now I ponder what I'm running from.
I took shelter against an atomic bomb. 
I put distance between us like boggy swamps.
And worked resistance against urges when the horror taunts.
I grip the side of

Anomaly

I was born in the city
But was raised in the country.
Now I'm back in the city
With no desire to leave.

I am an anomaly
Nothing special you see,
I'm simply me.

As i was raised in the contry
I love to be surrounded by trees,
Yet the city life has grown on me,
And I can't leave it behind.

I am an anomaly
Nothing

Anomaly

relationship 
anomaly 
not easily 
classified 
into black or 
white terms
within a 
neat little box  
tied up with a 
ribbon of
commonality

The Anomaly

"What do they call you, sir of the next room over?"
"Something of an anomaly. I refuse to eat."
"Nay, I mean the way you are addressed."
"The number branded on my chest?"
"Nay, but a name."
"I am an anomaly."
"That you are, for you are nameless."
"I am an anomaly. What are you?"
"Amelia, sir."
"I know not what an Amelia is."
"Why,

The Champagne Cork Anomaly

I remember the day, marked with
the bland of each grayer junction’s number,
It was the ascendancy of the sunder,  befallen my eyes .
A grand exchange, by the mouth of Phantom Deranged,
the sun and  the firefly, a grain of fire sand.
The rearranging of tree trunks for the place of eyelashes.
The beginning was the Switzerland of

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