Best Modernity Poems

My spent colors still speak with my environment
Gray frost seeking a golden sun however little
Dulcet sounds if any come out of this interaction
When words like birds come and take seat in joy
From the lattices of thought is born a poetic line

The lines seek dance of...

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She put herself out there
Alone, cleansed from the stink of the city
She perfects the art of quieting one's mind
The fading blah blah blah's, a relic of "Civilization"

She hears slight groans from above and below
A sickening wrench to her heart
The transmission is unanimous

"STOP!!!!!", "PLEASE!!", "THERE'S STILL...

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...At the Shore, zoneyed
hyperspantechnic aerobes
seek treasurefiner-

metal detectives,
hopefilled, as high-tech fishmen
at Igloos of beer

ponder the dearth?, Nay!
of paille tressed, bespectacled
easy-easelers

at hungry palettes
and the sketchmasters who're
ignobly absent!

                    ...

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daddy long legs spinning its' web from the ceiling 

8 legs of terror, to 8 years of life as a kid. 

monster under the bed hurry,

big terrible eyes, gleaming at me from the dark unknown corner. 

go wake your mother from her slumber, Dad must...

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My campfire illuminates the scattered stones  of the chapel ruin. 
Conjuring contorted shadows who swell like mighty hands 
Proclaiming the insanity of the divine.   
  
Tobacco and tea is all I need beneath the tapestry of the stars,   
I...

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Our lives have become so simple
Yet stress and anxiety are at an all time high
We’re overweight and depressed
Extremely offended most of the time 

We’re wealthier than we’ve ever been
We have more food than we can eat
We’re metaphorically and literally fat
We can't see our problem, nor...

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Art is everywhere, buddy.
Flourishing all around you.
A stimulus maximus.
80 arrows at your heart
All the time.

Yet you don't  feel it.
It's too much.
You're out there.
Somewhere.
You're somewhere all the time.
While miracles pop off all over the place.
Who cares!
You're trying to keep hold
Of your 5 year old....

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MODERNITY
such
a
rare opportunity
significant
&
individual

to
walk through
 history
 so poignant
these
reflections
of change

the tone
 shifts
to
different
connections
to be found
everywhere


potential
&  influence
 borrowed
&  learned
as a
 source
of
inspiration
from
 imitation
novelty
innovation
transforming
oft times
 improving

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique...

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MODERNITY
bubbles
away
in symbols
adopted
&invented
or borrowed

celebrated
  as  conceptual
embraced
as
mainstream
  in status
impelled
by rational
ritual
in
constant
shifts
  of attention

a diaspora
  culture
of
ideas
 of expanded
consciousness
 perspectives
steeped
  in the
fascination with
the
moment
clamour
for
self
attention

NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE   using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique...

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I see the
Tombstones of modernity
crumble
as tired tears
of pretty paintings--colorful--
(wash my face)
and decompose cheap convenient concrete
to make way
for more convenient wires.

The metal, sharp
pries me far above what is knowledgeable...

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Truly those days were fun,
Little children playing each,
With a fine decorated toy gun,
Life was serious yet catchy;
And we were easily convinced
‘ Sit back, I will buy you Akara’,
Was enough to pacify and evinced.

I can still peep through the silhouette,
Of throwing stones at Mango fruit,
And playing...

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They said I'm a chip off the old block, but I'd never budge an inch
For it is of nature to bear the semblance of the one from whom you proceed
For it is blood to blood, nothing escaping
 For that's nature's will
All we can do is...

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Baudrillardian Echo


I awoke this morning with a profound vision of a painting. 
A sort of Baroque ensemble of consequence, still lingering. 
I've put it to pen, since it's quicker than painting.  
The contortion of life via exploitation, from sacred to the profane.
Inside the frame: 

Hills...

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What if everything was given?
No work, we’re all living a life of ease
Apathetic, we sit at home
With no hopes or future dreams

There's no more need for higher education
We use psychedelics to expand our mind
We close our eyes and travel to exotic places
Eating gourmet food, sipping...

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A madman pushed me off the track, lucky not much harm
I sat in the Hospital waiting room with just a broken arm.
They handed me a form to fill, 20 genders, 10 types of race -
I tore the sheet with my good arm and walked out...

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