Best Dali Poems

Barren ground, (un)familiar shapes
From restless dreams I try to wake
A picture forms but cannot decide
How to assemble my truth and lies

Butterflies perch upon the lion's mane
I escape from its jaws just to go insane
Entering wagon wheels disguised as pens
Only to draw from sand, more REMs

Beyond...

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Caustic memories dissolve on my tongue
Lingering tastes of battery acid and nicotine  
Cause me to choke on putrid saliva.  
Staring at melting walls, clocks tick in unison.  

Distorted birdsong hums outside of jagged windows 
Under the warped sun, an unrepentant landscape blurs....

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"Curls...
Of spring passion?
Lacerations of decadence?
coiled in ringlets at the nape of her neck-
light wrapped in strands iridescent and bent
toward her silhouette's kiss.
Shadows on a match box painting
absorbing the skin and silk shed cloth."

Frozen air movement shakes me awake
as another museum goer
brushes by my sleeve in...

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Below within the dwelling deep,
while tumbling in fitful sleep;
the rumble-hum of furnace keep;
the mouse and Cat Lord Bo-peep.

Fluttering lids and labored breath
below within the dwelling deep,
furious dreams do waken sleep
attributes of childhood’s bequeath.

Horrors rise on temporal tides
a stew of insanity bides.
Below within the dwelling deep,
the...

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the emptying of a mind, into the ether  
all that was contained suddenly skywards  
always to be firmly rejected by gravity  
     we have to live with the fallout
well someone does

truth ruins the illusion of necessity
spittle ruins the...

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Collaboration with David Kavanagh 

Regret fuses form which echoes perception
Handcuff to water as sought submerged reflection
Anti duplicitous from own point of view
Rejection offends but that says more about you

Transformation on edge, background statuesque
Self absorbed in pool, bilocation grotesque
Feet disappear, as sacrificial bait
The real catch lies...

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Big white clock is bored
With the uniformity of time
Flowing unnoticeably every day
Always the same tedious way
The clock has been sitting there 
From the dawn of the time 
Meticulously marking steps of
Hours minutes, and seconds 
Till it could no longer bear
The meaningless existence
Of being a humdrum...

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Dali makes a promise
He won't kiss Giraffe's brace
clock melts bopper
A grasshopper
He chills makes volte-face...

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"How clear can art be?" Salvador asked,
"when surrealism is the order-of-the-day,
the order of my dreams, and for sale
at the gallery down one block and over two."

"Persistence - persistence always forays
to visions we never knew were in us, 
out of us, about us; That's believable."

"Gala says...

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I regarded us on Tuesday, after finding Monet in the closet, and thought our lives
resembled institutions, I thought I'd tack that painting right above the fireplace, I
imagined we'd laugh...


He took ten minutes to figure it out, he took fifteen to tell me, he took three...

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A little dog was sleeping 
At the bottom of the sea 
In the painting of Dali 
He was there all the time 
But we didn’t see it
Till a touch of divination 
Wakens up imagination 
And a hand of inspiration 
Brushes paint on the surface 
Of...

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An exquisite drawing in pen and ink,
Though I’m not a fan of the likes of Dali
Allow me the luxury of having to think.

Some I look at and exclaim, “Golly!”
If I am not a fan, I respect their ability,
Though I’m not a fan of the likes...

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The Carpet Seller and Dali Lama 

The carpet seller in Cascais is tall wears kaftan and his ebony 
face looks as a relief of an Egyptian Farao…. Carries his carpets
 on his forearm (like an offering) and show to tourists who sit 
drinking cold beer...

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How does it feel,to be in a crowd that's
so grey?
Know one to understand ,like cows
grazing in a field of baby blue
grass.
know one having one single answer
that will make hope last.
Until the next time we wine in need of
milk.
Like rolling stones going down a hill
made of...

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Dali.
Smattering of neuron fires.
Waking to dream.
Salvador.
Peace before violence.
Palm of the hand.
Lama....

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