Best Phosphor Poems

Twelve steaming appetizers, artistically set.
Seven sea morsels in a bird's nest net.
Great pies of meat cooked in butter and sweat.
Puddings and pastries and a heart-thumping bet:
That you'll eat to live in and live to eat out,
And never see your little piggies wiggle, twist and shout.

The...

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Amphibian antiquities from the age of normalcy 
Pathologically festive creatures of the night
Verdant phosphor moon frogs bark their insistent mating call
Adorned with talismans, chanting mantras of maroon heroism 
Conflagration of croaking becomes ritualized war of tongues
Imaginary walls dissolve in a primitive hallucination
Reveling in the sour,...

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A Lady in Red 
The road leading to the main lane is a sight black and shiny 
with white stripes on each side, it was resurfaced not for us 
locals, but for a golf course in a grove of a thousand  olive 
trees sacrificed...

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i am the hedgehog
   dying hour by hour
   thorns falling out
        one by one
    without anyone
         nor anything
     ...

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Gray Sky modeled, a Leaf on its Falling,

And thus tenaciously wounded, a slow and Bitter Abandon

Crashes,

Past Churches among Coals

And Faces lined, tunneled by ants, cicadas

The mouths of Sad dead Men.

Gray Sky tears Into Dirt,

Cars and Old Women Flying,

My legs Wobbling, Noodle Like

Churning Air and Dirt...

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July moon, third quarter, patrols the night.
Pierces smoky haze, phosphor and cordite.
No crump of shell or rattle of gunfire
just stillness, man made brambles,
wooden posts and wire.
Not so much a breeze, more a draught
carries distant murmurs.
Someone laughed.
A sudden spark, and glow-
sentry had lit a match.
Breathe slowly....

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Creep of extremism leaches in bloodstream, numbing
Route of innate thought unpenetrated, retains nothing
Sacred to the self, - stiff agendas pose as omniscient
Obscures own findings, carves our fragile opalescent 


Ignores the phosphor we all hold, outlooks pertinent 
Absorbs with proffer of doctrines contract penchant 
Squashed compulsion,...

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THE MORTAL DILEMMA OF FAIRY TALES AND FIRE FLIES 
 

(Brandon, the world  

depends on the existence of fairy tales and fire flies, 

the simple kindness towards lesser things,	 

the magnanimity, the compassion	 

of not taking life simply because you can.)		 

 

Out playing...

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The season of heat 

The summer sun
Fiercely tells the truth
I hate the sun
Seek shelter under an olive tree
Till sun is malleable  
And knew that the truth
Has to be served 
Smoothly
As not to send us into a state 
Of panic
By replacing it with phosphor
 Exploding...

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no sound
in a cascade of nerves

submerged
amid a myriad of silences

a serpentine fold
slices through the viscera

and a breath
of phosphor
burns
in the chest’s hollow

a crawling rhythm
of an aborted name
shapeless

a lunar longing
locks into the bones
among the remnants
of a collapsed nebula

I do not heal
I do not return
I am
flesh that refuses...

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