Best Strange Poems

When I gaze into this realm, I see more than the dazzling array
     of golden starbursts floating in a cosmic sea of blue-green-gray,
   photoreceptors painting post-Impressionistic explosions of colors,
       fibers and dilator muscles servicing your ocular aperture.

I see distinctive melanin patterns of a...

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                         I dreamed one night that I was a little seed
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I stood as though reborn on mounded dirt,
which seemed so moist it strangely could assuage
the ache from bowels that howled from so much hurt.
Would ground then be my cure or a mirage?
Enticed, I deeply pressed each foot through soil
till they took root and fixed me to a spot.
My ever-thickening trunk served well to foil
the plots...

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This morning I am glued to my TV,
for something has happened in DC!
I’m scratching my head.
Am I dreaming still in bed?
They are PRAISING the President on NBC!

I turn to CNN. It's all the same again!
From ear to ear Don Lemon wears a grin,
“...the President’s magnanimous...
a genius without animus...
In the next election he’s sure to win!"

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“Strange Creatures and The Forest of Egregore” 

Where do we go -

when our rosebuds
stop still in the cold,
unwanted, 
along the unopened road?

we walk into the 
forest alone, 
there we meet 
strange creatures -

some say 
they have the heart
of poets, philosophers
artists, musicians 

angels and demons

come and they go 
dispensing wishes
some eating our souls,
for good show

some strange...

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Antlers as walking trees
Grass as stabbing knives
Hands as waving  chestnut leaves
Books as building blocks
Thoughts as ideas in the wind
Words as cutting pain
Letters as dust whirling in the sun
Twigs as skinny limbs
Wheels as softly spoken o's
Teeth as stabbing swords
Tongue as venomous snake
Eyes as crazy marbles
     Nothing, nothing is what it seems
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So strange this land, old and yet young.
Where is this place of tall green trees,
and grey-haired men in unknown tongue?
they must have traveled summer's breeze.

Adobe brick quonset "chalets"
mud-soaked roadways in all the blocks.
WACs and wives and waifs everyday
midst hollyhocks and four o'clocks.

Los Alamos*, this place must be.
A land of Oz 'neath bluest sky.
Where science dealt...

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Love and Pain
Decided to get married
I know it seems strange
For you would have expected
Love and affection to want to tie the knot
After all…they were similar
They socialized in the same set of word families
The artistonyms
Love and passion also wanted
To be forever joined
That everyone condoned and blessed

But, oh, how everyone laughed
At the strange request
Of Love and Pain...

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"The Strange Case of F.T."



They say the dead don’t talk
the stories I have calculated
to deliver a saving grace 
confessional shared amongst 
my equal peers, or so I deem 
you somewhat sometimes seem,
less than me, you ardent followers
scholars, world leaders, 
all manner of dignitaries and 
my most devoted, the high brow
pious popes and all manner of...

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A spider traipsed onto my knee
While I was reading in the bath
Though most might jump and scream and flee,
I just gave a little laugh

A baby Daddy Long-Legs!
(Though really, 'twas just a son)
I shooed him back onto his web,
And continued reading on...

*title is a spin on "Strange Bedfellows" ;)

*Lessons in life are funny contest entry
~JustThatArchaicPoet...

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"The Daily Mornings of Strange Automatons"

lucid dreams 
those clouds convey
the hidden mysteries
of waking chariots
sucked up in the vortex
heliographs flashing
the silver 
yo-yo strings 
we are like puppets
played for codes 
with buried meanings
transcribed animations
staggered routine automatons 
covered in words of babel
strange hieroglyphs felt
like braille the feelings
understood misunderstood
spoken mirror images
held to the open caves
of mouths breathing 
breath like...

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sijo    

Tolerance and empathy between people of opposite stance
could take a lesson or two from the English countryside.
There single hedges fuse the best of holly, hawthorn and yew.

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Written for Andrea Dietrich, a remarkable, talented human and sincere, caring friend


I’ve never even met her, we’ve never shared space,
Yet I continuously, tenderly, view her face.
She woke one same ole’ morn, on her same ole’ street
To retire that night with terror lying under her sheets.

She’s always been conscientious, responsible and prepared,
But she’s never dealt with...

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Carefully listen to your inner voice
The still, small voice of your divine calling,
It is within you, whispering to you
Guiding you like your mother’s hand --
Through this strange land.

Some call it conscience, others spirit--
This inner sense of what is morally good
Speaking in glorious, everlasting presence,
Holding you in your God’s hand --
Through this strange land.

Every man, woman,...

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Hello, due to creative exhaustion I have invited three parallel versions of myself from different parallel universes to entertain you with poems tonight.  Please enjoy…

Dave-2:
The leaf drops slowly in the rain,
Settles atop a fern’s broad frond,
But here alas it cannot stay,
A gust of the wind blows it on,
Into a stream that rolls along.

Dave-3:
Plunging to...

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