Best Sterility Poems

This bridge has arched the lake's narrows
for a century, flanked on either side
by Autumn trees shedding their faded leaves,
blowing with the first snowflakes
across worn gray...

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(based on Aldous Huxley's book "Brave New World")

Human hatchery

Clink clink clink clink...
Test tubes prattling past
along the chrome plated production line.
Glistening under fake fluorescence
humming in harmony
with...

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The world has screamed through masks
Of silent anxieties, hiding beneath
Liquid sterility and haunting innuendos

The world has prayed for a new dawn
To take the place of...

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Slow motion memories.
Street lit like a movie set,
outside the dance hall.
Muffler-less cars,
full throttle, then eerily quiet.
Self willed machines idling along the street,
flooding the night; flashing...

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Bristling yet beguiling winds are
driving snow sheets through the dark,
and, secured by brick and lamp,
I draw a comforter to my breast,
one woven by humanity.

I sense...

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On the edge of metropolitan midnight
he lays in a breathless silence
rasping the evanescing yesterdays to his windows
both open and locked,
while the unknowing below in stale...

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Time's natural evolutionary purpose
and revolutionary EarthTribal meaning
is primordial eco-centric gratitude for being,
as compared to human nature's language 
of becoming some intent we are not yet.

Evolution...

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"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are." Anaïs Nin







“Man Eating Flower” 



Voluptuous lips 
Velvet soft and slick
mouth words that...

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Mired in muck. Appendageless.
Sinking in shadowy whispers.
Surviving is senseless.
Eternity is a marathon with no bathrooms, no water, no finish.
I pray for light, Satan pulls the...

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Now that I have gotten that over with,
Being straightforward as a piss-ant on fire,
Telling you it just is what it is,
That behind all the frizz,
Is...

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Singing To the Choir

(Or is it preaching? You choose.)

My oh my oh my and much more my
(Seattle Mariner's Theme Song)
(How about Mine, Mine, Mine the
seagulls...

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And the leopard shall lie down with the kid
Isa. 11:6


My, my, my
Fancy meeting you here, kid
You're looking good enough to eat,
you got good taste, I...

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Sandpiper Pausing...Again

What times are these
where hearts run hot and cold
ceaseless conscience alerts
remind us of steel girders fallen prone
entombments sealed
their distant voice remembered well

Compassion's lens peers...

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from press confounding conférences                     ...

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You dont have to be moved, 
we are already in a revolution
A different kind, one where futures are decided on couches in front of the...

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