Best Singeing Poems

Ever Have One of Those Days?
(Try reading it to rhythm of  “Some Where Over The Rainbow”)

Some where over the rainbow, Dragon did fly…
It’ll never be the same again, you can imagine why…
Into a new land, up through the clouds he flew… Oh Bye, Bye…
Saw...

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On the brow of manhood I bore you
Dreaming of a successor to my throne
Invested wind and echo full of dew
Native prince, that was ever all I own
Knowledge and experience to make
Wealth out of nothing, like stars do
Aggregating gas into a jewelled lake.

Knowledge with a good...

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Lost in Applause


I let the book fall from my hands,
relishing the tumbling words
…I fell
I let the air fall….. so I could breathe
below the surface

I retrieved the pages I read on 
the way down, calling out the turning
chapters as baby elephants ran through
my coffee shop, unable...

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I was first picked up
In a cast-off shop in Liverpool; 
Surrounded by racks of seasoned shirts
Bearing names of old soldiers.

“Draper” draped on an immature frame
In a collage of brown and green, 
Overlapping and enveloping
Any semblance of a past self.

Baby-faced and militant,
The paradoxical camo in an...

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Do the Dead see with their own eyes

    for Thadchayani, my poetry-loving doctor sister :  28/08/1929 – 26/10/2014 
                    -the « only...

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Man or myth, fact or fiction, a primitive walking legend,
A photo vision of realism, or fraud’s conception of the
Ultimate hoax gone wrong, evolution's unseen experimental
Beast, lying in the hallow shadows of discovery.
In the tinder box of humanity vs. creationism, the
Patterson film is a spark igniting...

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Ruthless orb of light,
Barring darkness from the night.
Baking beaches, roasting roads,
Scorching mountains till they glow.
Frying forests, singeing skies,
Boiling rivers till they rise. 
Even time seems to bleed
Like a melting Dali scene,
And the air begins to curl
Along with Escher's tilting world.
Would Van Gogh's flowers wane
Without a...

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Lmerick crochetés : Once a Teacher who didn't like school

Once a Teacher who didn't like school
Since his kids kept calling him a fool
Wished to do himself in
Lost control of discipline
All day his class looked like a swimming pool

To this Land of the Bow and Arrow
Came...

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for The Beloved, a night at Nedjima Bar (Ankara, Turkey)

… hypnosis shattered by atomic jiggling, salivation of song on your brow,
channeled chaos of body, spastic sound, tantrum of dark delight, unbuttoned vibrations             ...

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The Storm 

We stand at the edge of the sea
Where waves rush towards us like snapping dogs
and high above our heads, the seagulls surf the wind for thrills.
Their noisy squawks and calls cannot be ignored,
As the storm carries them upon its windy back,
To deposit them...

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Break.
My nail hanging on the splintered door frame,
The rusty friction of my poisoned blood
Seeping through the contaminated cracks
Of the tormented nightmare I am in.

Rip.
My flesh from my hands,
Clawing at the jagged walls,
Cutting into my delicate veins,
To slash my surroundings crimson.

Cackle.
Guttural and scratchy in my throat,
Smearing...

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COPLA 101 RESOLUTION : This Bad Guy World

Born helpless in a void without rights
Each a  naked being in tow :
A wordless spell

Purveyors of beliefs through myths by rites
Know this well enough while kneading dough :
Ephemeral

The howling spirit wanders like wind
Would wrap its angst round...

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He's got a reptilian body and wings,
and breathe so hot he can singe anything,
he's very popular especially in summer,
if people barbecue's wind up a blunder,

He'll help them out if they need some heat,
that way he can also get a little barbecue treat,
my dragon will even...

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Each time might be the last,
The last I see your face, 
Sad and smiling eyes; the last
Your lips mouthing promises, 
Goodbyes, eager to go, 
Certain of return, sure of this place.

It's different when you're old. 
Blossoms treasured that may for you
Never come again, a song...

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DJ Drop the needle on the record
And send strong waves singeing my synapses, 
Nudging my senses, confounding each cord 
Composing my sinews to move in accord, 
Enthralled by the notes dancing on the staff....

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