Best Consumptive Poems

William Bonny AKA Billy The Kid
A Tale Of Billy The Kid
By Robert Gorelick

“Quien esta?”

Bang!  It’s over, 
you’re a legend now, 
Billy.

Born in Hell’s Kitchen...

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Hi.
We don't have a lot of time,
or, well, I guess you do,
but I don't,
so let's plunge right into the first big question:
Which came first, form...

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He feels the best of him slipping away
A sip a drip at a time
When will the he and him align
What is he missing
He can't stop...

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Manhattan hi-rise nestles
a yawning head-in-the-clouds woman
ready for another consumptive day.
Shod in Choo's, coifed in beige
arising from a long slender nape,
she leaves her nest
after a wave...

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Devoted rays of sunshine heat, 
Like ribboned baubles on the lake, 
Ride slow the roll of waves to meet 
The pebbled shore where urchins bake....

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Cells and fibres exploding, consumptive thirst! Lip vibrate
A leaf trembling in dry enegry of summer's sizzling heat
Come turn to the modern oasis, the city's teeming...

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All I did was blink
and suddenly frail and forgetful
had stolen the vibrancy 
I’d taken for granted. 


Your look still bears that familiar smile
which sparks an...

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Evening reaches out with an open hand
Like a forgotten presence appearing.
Every last hair bolts up by your command
Charging my living tissue with searing
Thrombosis to push...

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Sometimes,
not often enough,
I stop my morning routine
to watch the feeding drama breathe feathered flurries in and out,
on, 
and under,
my side-yard bird feeder

Outside my kitchen windows
over...

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Imagine you live in a daily environment
where and when everything you like
is already yours if you simply ask for this whatever with gratitude,
and is more...

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I quest my love from the depths of silenced shadows, 
amongst the reclusive dimness…
Where I compose my Soliloquy of Solitude 
as I gravitate to a...

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Remember great climatic transitions,
memories etched in regenerative systemic syntax,
DNA languaged,
but also RNA's much older eco-equivalent health survival path
through God of Time's bilaterally balancing norms,
eco-incarnating,
co-gravitational love...

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Sit Transit Gloria Mundi
Rick Folker

Our current consumptive culture
Salivates over
"Tech" and "Cell" and "Screen"
That transmits the lurid, pornographic
Apocalyptic scenes.

We long for the end
Of the endless 24/7...

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Wandering winds wind through tall thin trees
sending constant consumptive croaks
with sustained sonority.
Quaking querulously
a mellow message,
a somber song,
sweetly sung
by a
zephyr...

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Evidenced
FIFTYFOUR
CharlaXFabels
The Church Parsonage on Church Street the old Methodist Church where eye 
used to go to church it Burned down.
My mother died a horrible murder...

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