Best Threshed Poems

I’m too tired to tell another story 
About the pangs of reality 
of my barricading delusions 
and my spontaneous God given days 

A long wait...

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This transmission is always meshed
Rotating gears of helical threshed
A dog clutch and synchronic ring
Engaging gears this fork in swing




Fourth, Third, second and first
Gears are changed...

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I am a gleaming aubergine
in an oval dish
My purple skin is polished
Like BBC English.

I await my fate for I am ripe
My seeds fulfil my wish
Soon,soon...

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Perusing the tomes of esoterica,
One truth I've learnt indeed,
Not one book contains it all.
There's always more to read.
Axiom mixed with allegory,
Abstract salt and misty sulphur.
Is...

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A wild pagan, the wind, a spectral masseuse,
  Blunt cudgel and claw dipped in liquid frost,
To corrupt and ravage the pit head columns,
 ...

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Pierre's Fart Café 
Inspired By Mystic Rose
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For more inspiration !


We serve our Fartpays
As we do everyday
When we do, we say "Bon Appétit"

Each...

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†††††††††THE UNFORGIVABLE VOYAGE††††††††
Tears trickled through my face
As our vessel threshed the deep.
Seagulls flapped their wings on
The beach as I watched them 
Disappear before my sight.
I...

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One night... I had a dream... what I see
Trees on...  each side of me
Through the path...was Lit all the way

Miraculous Light.... in the distance
Through-out...

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PARENTAL ILLS

Fresh fallacy fall flat
Betwixt blenched beaux
Oldies goldies, modern crime
Lacerated denims, newish culture
Conventional crews, forgotten taws
Dearie draws near, dressed chamber
Old tent, increasing wails
Baggy laps, incessant...

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We have come to the
" feast" 
At jungle, to dance
to tunes 
Of music of our
time, and now, 
Leaving the arena
for others, 
Returning with
cheering heart. 

Gladdened...

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Hay is threshed by the rotor blades,
Hay along with the arms,
Legs, and heads of the milking maids,
Down on the carrion farms.

Farmer Misogynist reaps his yield—
Satan...

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Somewhere between Easter Island and 
Santiago skims an ocean skiff loaded with
slumped islanders bound within the teetering
cargo hold. In the distance can be seen the
eyes...

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Arising early everyday
I seek* God's face in prayer's ray.

With Christ's grace, I'm indeed refreshed
Abiding in sacrifice-altar, blissful; faith-threshed.

Bound triumphantly to fulfill His will
Upon the throne...

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Chinese Translations III

Quiet Night Thoughts
by Li Bai aka Li Po
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Moonlight illuminates my bed
as frost brightens the ground.
Lifting my eyes, the...

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How would
shuffling beggars
dethrone a King
o'erthrow a tyrant
stand unarmed
before an army
unite with weary peasants
to pass a nod, a look
mouth the words
unspoken
yet whistled
in the wind-threshed wheat
by time's...

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