Best Machination Poems

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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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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across the Doggerland dogged people trudge
  Neanderthals, Heidelbergers...Sapiens, the last ones standing
  hairy mammoths, heavy life bearing down
  the mighty maw of an ice wall crunches, enforcing southward retreat
  remoulding the land for the next migration
  steady thawing reveals a...

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You display your beauty like a rose,

your appearance, at first frail and ghostly,

blooms to fuller view in a sky studded with stars.

O Maiden Of Mystery! home of stillborn 

assignations, misspent dreams and lovers'

convocations, fired with all the grief

you can distill, and all the joy. 

You...

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' The gods' spake to all who had 'wide' ears...
but all they heard was Apollo's muse....'
   

How leavened my soul to search,
   
   wooly and wild to the waxxen wind,
   
   how swift my wings...

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TRAUMA

Twist the knife,
Riddled with her innocence,
Against her sweet nectar.
Untimely budding,
Mastered by machination, unimaginable
Aberration of rose’s robbery ~ thorns remain intact.

9/13/2021...

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You display your beauty like a rose, 
your essence frail and ghostly 
blossoms into fuller view, a wondrous pose. 
Maiden of mystery, home of stillborn 
assignations, misspent dreams and lovers' 
celebrations, fired with all the grief 
you can distill, and all the joy. 
You haunt...

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This Casuistry is a paradox
Fallacious    feelings           repress
A Sophistry you ingress    Chemically redox
Tergiversate under scrutiny.  A misfit – an anachronism.  Elusory emotions to express
My argument a confused paralogism	Chicanery...

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I stoked every fire echoing into the mouth of arthritis?
A rhyming balm develops epileptic quasar fear?
If so, will he enter arbitration “Sold Out”?
Sleep wills She to cocoon beside you, Artemis?
Resplendent fallow flowers ecstasy coriander?
Do we sate the moons of Jupiter?
Funnel Now beyond we murks dilating...

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Brightening the manger scene is the awesome Christmas story…
Midst technology-apps, it is illumined with varied light’s iridescence
Enlivening the glorious, blissful and jovial prevalence
Of God’s love reaching down to humanity with great victory.

Quickening to life the nativity characters is computer-driven wisdom…
Animated Joseph and Mary converse with...

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How leavened my soul to search,
   
   wooly and wild to the waxxen wind,
   
   how swift my wings though my fancy yearns,

   catching sights amorous upon its brim;

The cradled seeds of creation

  ...

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You display your beauty like a rose, 
your essence frail and ghostly 
blossoms into fuller view, a wondrous pose. 
Maiden of mystery, home of stillborn 
assignations, misspent dreams and lovers' 
celebrations, fired with all the grief 
you can distill, and all the joy. 
You haunt...

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 After graduating from UF, in the early '80s I wrote the book, lyrics and score for a musical adaptation of Moliere's farce Le Malade Imaginaire ("The Imaginary Invalid") and have decided to post five of the song lyrics from my adaptation.

 1. OPENING NUMBER...

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The runner, lonely in his stead, does go
both feet a cumbered patter, sure and long
with weight his countenance will not bestow

against the heavy breaker's undertow.
As rival sinews, breath and bone hold strong
the runner, lonely in his stead, does go.

His pendulum-like legs reap as they sew...

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Cruelest thoughts overwhelm
beyond the patrol
beyond the drowning sunlight
firelight creeping up my back,
grab your camera and attack
a moment that doesn't hear
the glowing blue
I should have kept in a faerie jar

ajar is my mind,
hinges broken, hinges built
100 years ago, the repairman's dead
like the postcard I still cherish
oh...

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