Best Almanacs Poems

"Poets are Us" 

The blood dripped 
off each piranha's 
sharpened fang

acquiescing 
compliant
with tragic complacency

keep it neat and clean
within the margins
no detours 

stick like Teflon
to the poetic rules
virtuous and unsoiled

aa bb cc dd
pristine are us
sanctimonious sugared pus

we live for 
accolades are us
Dorothy reads 

Poets are us.
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“Electric Dreams of the Sleeping Orgonon”



A tangerine dream
came out of the blue
cloud busting citron burst

electric dreams
of the sleeping 
Orgonon

raised a little death 
le petit mort 
by mesmerism

hysterical paroxysm
still life 
exists

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)





Tangerine Sunset -...

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We mark our lives with milestones which are cold 
and mathematical. Dry almanacs 
and calendars, we carry on our backs. 
But heavy numbers perish, once they're told. 

Our age is almost shameful. If cajoled, 
we might reveal it, may just tell the truth. 
Why don't...

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Who created what I need to know right now 
I need to know the who , the what , the when , and how
The big bang theory is that just some host 
Cause I believe everything came to be by my GOD and the HOLY...

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Seeking and finding my own self has been my constant quest,
Like a traveler in the desert, my thirst has no rest;
Digging deep, my strength gets drenched, leaving me pitiable,
Wells within seem empty and void as though lamentable!

A name I have, for namesake, though so preciously...

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I would like to talk about the coronavirus which has caused so many of us to agonize
I will stay away from politics except to say…it has made some people act unwise.

Instead I would like to stay closer to home…after all home is where I’ve had...

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Winter roars back,
May slips from view,
April has lost its anchor
in these storm tossed sky’s. 
Songbirds scrabble under
canopies still too thin
for cover.

None look up but huddle
in puffer jackets recently stowed.
It snowed all day,
now the wind is shoveling daffodils
out of the soggy earth.

Mice nibble roots
brought up from...

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