Best Mimetic Poems

He heard the crows, 

morning-cawing-crows,

morning-language-cawing-crows. 

There was for him, 

always, uncertainty in the cawing, 

an uncertainty he couldn’t hear,

though he tried for most of his life. 

There was brotherhood, yes, brotherhood— 

an association-brotherhood, a knowing, an approval, 

with only one man to answer—himself.


If he could...

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Mimetic kinetic imagery
of a blossoming Aprylic Me
riding a white spring
at three o”clock in the morning,
lucid hours on a yellow line
so far in Monday”s emptiness.
He”s calling, he”s trying to imitate an owl
an Egyptian Spirit-
he”s just my poor alternative ego
alone
under my grandmother”s sweet soul
in a warm cosmic...

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"To hold as 'twere, the mirror up to nature. " William Shakespeare," Hamlet 1601."


Window covered by a sycamore tree
Constant friend of my snowy Maple days
Memories spring as insects on a tree
Turn my gloomy days in glorious days

Hippocrates got his inspiration
For research in medicine to begin
Buddh...

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Wind, word, sail
The helm is turned
On the oar of the tongue
Against the tide of laws
The righteous cause
Will its litany and prevail
O could the dock
Materialize again
Out of the euphoria of the brain
O could not relay of metered sound
Measure out spoon by empty spoon
The empty wait
And the...

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A fresh aroma of the winter roses bore upon
The break of the day light, the first ray hold upon
By the droplets beaded over the floral leaf
Mulled over by the sight so mimetic
The life glazed over the mist filled by the charismatic. 
An ecstatic jubilation bided...

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I
of
warped words
& soundless mind
out of mindless sight
no(some)where
blurring into
the No-Go Realm
(chasing cunning
cryptic clouds
of thoughtcrimes)

I touch
no man's land
out never
where I'm supposed
to be or
not begin

I am there
not here
catastrophically
contemplating
caricatures
of contorted
mindscapes

I am here or there
out of control
cleverly out of sorts
sorting out
sordid
collusive clutter
 

evading
enemies
in the
Dog Days of Delusion
one
dissolving
poem
at a time
(time a...

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IT’S SPRING THE SONGBIRDS DO SING--
                                       ...

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Without ever consuming
                     bureaucratic butter or
                   ...

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Stashed with programs recorded, which, condensed on universal files
Will tell them very little of what they don’t know and may never know
In this lifetime or the next heaven, in this orbit or the next
Treasure from this Earth loaded up on classical chips, some kind of...

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Within the ambit of the psyche  untamed
Is the wonder cavern with hanging thoughts
And projections prompting peevish plots-
Thick and prickly notions oddly framed
Fall about, on the least spur of moment
Which ruffles the indignant frozen ill-will-
Once a  serene pond of feelings still -  
To...

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Mimetic mimicry mimicked the mime.
More than furlong, the entire belonging day long.
Prophet, the proper property, pope prophecy.
Hardhearted harshness tied a fair harness.
Shepherd herding sheep, harder in a herder way....

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By nature, zetetic,
he doubted the yetic,
but xenogenetic? That just seemed absurd.
A known workaholic,
scoured feeds from Videtics,
but was unsympathetic, in a word.
At best, theoretic,
and in large part, synthetic,
only the rabietic were on board.
Tilting towards quixotic,
their fevered ravings, phrenetic,
though onomatopoetic,
eschewed the noetic, impaled themselves on truth’s sword.
A...

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That rambling castle across the landscape bewitched my heart
As though divinity has signed, gorgeous is its art.
Are the cherubims relaxing, spreading out their legs and hands?
Are these archaic, ornate boulders on mountainous strands?

Cave-like, carved curvy corridors crookedly coil around
Vertical and horizontal length, width, and depth...

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A Murder of Crows, A Pantheon of Gods!

Monotheism, we’re told, is the way it should be.
But the Heavenly Court doesn’t make it agree.
Similar to the pantheons of many a belief.
All kinds of beings with a head guy as chief.
Whether Zeus or Odin, whatever their name,
The...

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A Murder of Crows, A Pantheon of Gods!
Monotheism, we’re told, is the way it should be.
But the Heavenly Court doesn’t make it agree.
Similar to the pantheons of many a belief.
All kinds of beings with a head guy as chief.
Whether Zeus or Odin, whatever their name,
The...

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