Best Transmissions Poems

Abandon futile attempts to run
Behold the process has begun
Step toward your darkest fear
Let’s flip the switch to a new frontier

Penetrating deep within
Evacuate your mortal sin
This brave new age is imminent
And it will be magnificent

Arouse you from your fantasies
Now descending into anarchy
Warmest welcome to the factory
Where...

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I’m losing it; you know I am

When I ask myself questions, then answer them out loud
     And consider this a “conversation”

When the lizard that made his way into my home
    Becomes my pet

When I repeatedly count the cards...

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Back again ...

Her daily hour of hope ...
She came every evening to The Hem ...
Just a big hole in the earth, really, a barren canyon of dust,
Perched on the south edge of the Congo, near the Zambezi River source.

About seven miles from her abode, through...

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It’s a long journey 
from where I’m from. Light years away. 
And then some. 
Your TV transmissions kept me entertained. 
But the News worried me. Perhaps more than it should have. 
Upon my arrival I integrated with your species 
via DNA infusion, transfusion, or trans...

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I am sexually attracted to intelligence.

Intimate conversations springing from an

eloquent mind, undressing my conscience

and making love to my thoughts.

Giving me cerebral stimulating orgasms from

live interchange of mind blowing discussions,

direct transmissions tickling my wordsmith

senses in a sensual word play where our

thoughts wrestle with our feelings in...

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"The Key"


There is nothing worse than feeling that you are entirely alone in this existence. 
Some will embrace the isolation like a Godsend for a while, 
and that “while” will extend into years that straddle decades like a beautiful lover that you have become addicted...

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And so it came to pass
as I raised a bourbon glass
and tossed a bolt of fire down my throat;
the ash from cigarettes
glowed as dying suffragettes,
chained to wrists of every weeping, wailing ghost.

A thirst I could not slake
was just icing on the cake,
as the closing bells...

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They said it's in my genetics from generations in the past,
       My ancestors struggled with the same demons I face,
           My up's, down's, mania's and I'm a consistent outcast,
...

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Gulls circled above, spiralling through car exhaust
Kids fidgeted in the backseats of chaos

Eerie silence, interrupted by overheated transmissions
Someone blasting The Doors...theme music

Stern, heavily armored Homeland Security soldiers
Slowly approached, assuming insurrection

Just another day in the new Amerika
Land of the free, home of the brave

Large signs proclaim:

"All...

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My Mother endeavored, to teach me to drive;
with transmissions, both standard and automatic.
Until it was mastered, she seemed as tense as steel;
on the car floor her feet were firmly planted.

Her eyes were so large, as she issued instructions;
her nerves were on edge, I’ve no doubt.
And...

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finesse a finish to
finely embellish fast wishes
friends flying with the fishes
frying fish in the flying kitchen
his rhymes were vicious
and yet silly and suspicious
glued together with
questionable superstitions
strange transmissions
how do I possess this person's vision

wordplay workouts
stretch out words and play about
play around words to stretch thoughts out
what...

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In the red desert of the rising sun  
In the surrealness of its silence  
The sky turned grey and ominous  
Amidst the blackened  rain   
As the suns fell into the morning sky  
Beneath the trembling ground  ...

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“You've probably figured it out by now,
I am not really a human being,
my home is three whole galaxies away,
and the form that you now are seeing

“is due to the fact that my species can
sample and replicate strange DNA,
but every few weeks I have to recharge,
I'm...

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She stood motionless in ragged habiliments,

her raven filaments were cruddy and matted,

she was charismatic, but not alluring,

she was inconsiderable ,quite scanty,

her humble abode was to us, just a hovel,

then uninfluenced she started to sing,

sounds from that little girl were magical,

her voice sent unbelievable transmissions to...

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Communication

Communication is a medium that opens many doors,
An exchange of thoughts and idea, through figurative metaphors!
Verbal transmissions through actions, sight, sign and sound,
Communication connections are literally all around! 

It starts at birth with a kiss, a hug and a smile,
An infants fixed gaze eyes, trying...

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