Best Blunting Poems

THE ALTURNATING CURRENT IS CHANGING THE BUDDA AMPLITUDE, 
WITH OUT THE ARTIFICIAL AUROMA THERE IS NO MASS OR MAGNUTUDE, 
SO WE INTENCE THE THC SO THE CATALIST CHANGE THE CHEMICAL EQUATION, 
TRULY BLUNTING THE AVERAGE COCKASIAN, 
MAKING THE COEFFICIENT COLLISON THEORY COLLID, 
REAREANGING THE CURRENT...

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You are now an outsider
No longer part of the mechanism
Not needed, surplus to requirement, redundant
Your mind slowly blunting at the bottom of the bottom drawer of life

The eyes of others betray derision and contempt
Fearful of catching your disease
Keeping a distance, loathing your weakness and inability
A...

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mind's edge blunted
desert devoid of markers
my tears wet dry sand

Brian Johnston
July 29,2014

Poet' notes: 
Well, this can loosely be called a 'Physics Haiku' as well in the sense that both Poetry Rules and Rules of Physics have a mind blunting effect. Don't you agree? 

1. Apparently...

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Lanterns held high
deep inside the mountain,
peering through darkness
together we beheld,
oh! Such a slimy pit.
Brother’s I declare,
beware the great dragon, Treacle.
What a jest, Smile heartily,
his treasures our brood seek
like all the rest
Gems, rubies, diamonds and sapphires,
count this abundance until satiated,
could we? would we?
Say enough.
Tears of joy...

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Operation Barbarossa 
the panzers start to roll,
Breaking out from Poland’s Baltic,
towards Sevastopol, 
Ten million soldiers strong,
go goose-stepping east,
The Fuhrer’s Wehrmacht, 
alongside his waffen SS elite.

No margin for error, 
nazi Germany’s biggest gamble,
Get this wrong, and under 
the red army might get trampled 
But no need...

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Mine Mean Mien, Hence Deserved Cross To Bare

Upon reflection of fatherhood,
onset of hands-on schooling 
fraught with narcissism
a role I lept in unaware 
with slim success
unknowingly portending how fatuous

frolics spelled ultimate doom
with theoretical strings attached,
when snagged, sans marry in net
utmost misery ties me psyche in knots
unable...

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A lobby's meant to represent
The building it is fronting,
To welcome all who enter
From the elements it's blunting.

It may be fancy, to impress
Or functional and boring
But either way, it greets us
From its ceilings to its flooring.

And whether an apartment, office,
Inn or a hotel, 
The lobby sends...

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The roses you bring every morning
become an interval between hope and ending.
Thinking about it, impulsively I
contradict God against humanity.

Little murder here and there
of nihilism, sweet smell of faith,
taking any road to reach the climax, 
to die for the zeroism.

An outsider becomes the altered hero,
you would...

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Residing in the deepest crevices of self-doubt
Where dark shadows shroud the damaged identity
Fear, like a disease that suffocates, cripples the soul,
Languishes within the breast, tightening the cords
That stifle freedom, threatens to render creative
Approaches to a myriad of life quandaries mute.
Fear, the most appalling way to...

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Deft tiptoing of enemy feet
Trails progress of this ink;
Such that when one word 
I pen I must pose to think. 

Usurping hand’s derailment
Detracts my scribblings too;
So when firing thoughts stir,
I lose lucid inspiration's glue. 

Weirdest passions do this quill 
Assail with craftiest forces still;
Turning minutes...

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Mortal bonds, the chains of flesh 
Shackle a weary spirit
To a crushing forlorn succession 
Of a failing in the means to find answers 
Any action, bound to be
A fruitless endeavor
Disquieted passerby
One gaze into a jaded pair of hollow eyes
As if viewing through a pair of...

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We closed the brothel, by a love gesture
Fortuitous, when our soul did mature
Blunting oldest profession, not simple
Call it if we will, divine miracle
Earths magnetic field shift, caused hearts to stir

Ray divine, propelled us to realms upper
Mankind shed off feral caricature
Now, love enabled, cognition spherical 
We...

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Fried Turtles
The little dog chews on the blue wire
His sharp teeth need blunting
So he picked this bomb wire to gnaw
He likes biting and such like
One of his main interests
His master’s fingers and boots
Car tires on parked cars
And his Holy toys
The gold cross from the church
That’s...

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She carries home onions in a string bag.
She walks in time-dinged tweed and wilted woolens
She is of age and does not count her days.
She knuckles cords of twisted tendons.
She treads low-heeled in frayed suede booties.
She wraps a skimpy scarf around a pinched hairnet.
She carries yellow...

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If not this, then that,
arguments fall flat,
our ire 
grows as we contract,
with love and light lacked,
cold fire
forms with fears a pact;
being ego backed,
we tire.

Objects we aspire
and seek to acquire,
they fade
because thoughts we hire
around dark desire
don’t aid
soul to fly higher.
Ego’s a liar,
low grade.

With fears to rest...

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