Best Nostril Poems

To hear me would sound like a symphony of octaves –
played all at once with concrete fingers
on diamond in the rough strings.

To see me…O’, to...

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In the cool of the evening he laid there basking 
as my fingers touched the gleaming surface of the pool.
Deeper i penetrated till my hand...

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Harassing me for days now
Landing on my eyelid
Nosing up my nostril
Tickling my ankles
and every other exposed body part
Little bastard...

Fly-Swatter? Jack be nimble, Jack...
Folded bath towel?...

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A beggar has got bread from a door
The thread of survival
A slice of sky smiling on a pink petal
And for me
In the void, appears a...

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In times of a virus spreading its unruly truths I wonder why

	What matters most seems to be toilet paper

Loops and loops of the stuff and...

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MEMORY OF NOTHING

Listen:
Drag branches comeback
Across the forest floor:
Knowledge of the rough¡

At water’s edge
I gather some things up:
“Happy Ending Story”.

We’ve the time to give the Babel...

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WE . . .  NOT  FRUSTRATED

Those whose mouth  speak and ooze 
Only fire of a voluble vibrating vocabulary 

Those whose sin is...

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I 

I knew a time when my sister, tall and fair 
with her sage sense of humor, dull and non-existent 
Seemed positively, 
metallic, blessed with...

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Feed them,
feed them lies
Feed them the lies they love so well

Give them gut rot,
make their distended bellies swell
Excreting lies so disgusting,
they leave an awful, putrid...

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Before you commit...I have to admit
    that I consider you all to be friends.
So feel free to sit back...and try to relax
...

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Another unwanted
passes through memories
down mundane streets 
suburbs undaunted

available liquid pass
tempted nostril senses
youth invaded stolen by
unpure pretenses

soft like shreds of life
tears of laughter
preserve treads
to a childhood...

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Waterfall, 
fountain of beauty 
and love 
Cascading down the walls 
of my heart,
 
dark forests rise 
in motion 
to salute you 
In the creation 
of...

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A world without worries
Where...how come?
Only man without feet
Feels not the torrid earth
Or child without nostril
Breathe not the toxic air.

The world...a war
Between the needy and needs
In...

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love is the waft of perfume that gently passes by
caressing the nostril and awakening my soul

love is the memory of his smile in the middle...

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My heart raged like a black sea over shore;
 then anchored he in the depths of an unsure land,
a bleak morrow trickling from the neck...

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