Best Bacchanal Poems

THE MEADOW

Spread
Neath umbilical sky
On nutrient Earth
She stands alone this noon

Surrounding woods
Mountains
Distant structures
Seem to encase the lush green plot
Have taken on a sunny sheen

Then there is...

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HELPLESS IN THE DANCE

Helpless in the dance
The whole Earth striking rhythm
Its pulse coursing upward
And through the frame

Nor effort of mind can stem the native urge
Wine...

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  Oh, to be in Trinidad
when the hot scented currents flow,
  from East Dry River to Nariva 
chaconia and silk cotton tree grow.
...

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2006 Fifa World Cup, ah jump and celebrate Trinidad in it
But yuh know de saying, after joy is sorrow sh…..t
Yeah boy, all skin teeth eh...

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I can't sleep.
Or, I can
and did
for three hours
but I continue waking
into a Stephen King nightmare
too real to ignore
because I feel isolated
in this quagmire
of hopeless history.

In...

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A bacchanal cachexic by right 
Gnathonic felicificative zoetic
Juxtaposition to inculpate yaff
Hysteresis ellipsis languescent.

Wyrd querimonious tenebrose
To rusticate palladian malison?
Dealbation kleptomania usitative
Sanguineous abattoir in nihilism.

Obsecrate vesuciate xerophytic
So...

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On another Thames River,
with steady rural New England flow
toward Long Island's warming Sound
then on and out toward whispering drowned memories
of Atlantis,
slumbering on eastern bank,
surrounded by...

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On a dare
        full well knowing its reputation
          ...

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Goose and purple i saw it strung up in a window in chicago
I saw factories written in your eyelashes and hair and industrialization vomited 
Limp...

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                      I
 Remember when...

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Greetings to those who would willingly seek admission to theater of the absurd. Zoltan Goliath and Otis Trench are masters of the avant-garde genre silent...

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House Upon a Rock


Have no fear, I am here, on this block
Promise to build my house upon a rock
Like a picture or a mirror on...

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Strange dreams last night
include gathering enthusiastic consumers
to shepherd and possibly own
cheaply decaying properties,
ghettoes of hopelessness,
ungodliness.

And, later,
an all male bacchanal
of real estate agents,
toned agencies for commercial...

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You should have heard the steaming riot
Of the village carnival
The beating pans, the conversing griot
And the boys bright bacchanal
You do not know what relief the...

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Escape with me.

Go forth from all your glorious hold
upon the hollow earth, that churning
vessel filled with pliant clay you seize
to build a higher day, a...

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