Best Triptych Poems

"Triptych: The Haunted Emerald Windows" 


a story 
in 3 parts 
affixed to a wall

2 of the pieces 
fold 

left and middle
hidden 

the right 
plays part

of...

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A LINGERING indecision laid bare
and morning sighed with me beside
internal debates fleeing
asylum with turmoil between 
fret and fear

so i decide...

a narrow splinter jiggles my mind
like...

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Moonrise,
wolf cries.

Owl glides.
mouse hides.

Black masks
raid trash.



08-18-2014...

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descent:

crack!
sear sting
oh…
shocked into clarity
sharp edged relief of now
laid bare on a tempest

slick satin slides
catches my wrists
pulls up
pulls tight
paradigm shift 
into controlessness

now bleeds into forever
the lash...

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Piet's
early
abstraction-
did it leave him
blue ?

Piet Mondrian's Evolution c 1910/11


http://www.abcgallery.com/M/mondrian/mondrian24.html...

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WordScape Triptych  #1

Coming from the Underworld as a ghost, just sauntering out of the depths like you did;
With all the rest of us just...

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Television triptych throwback

and despite remote chance 
to channel small medium at large
metamorphosis I may witness 
analogous to caterpillar
will transform me into a butterfly
otherwise Norwegian bachelor...

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triglycerid iris
diamond-like triptych
incandescent indigo
impure purple libido
instantaneous dismal thanatos
shore of boiling ebb
black iris
lucid sun

triptych purple indigo iris
impure  libido
boiling incandescent
instantaneous shore iris-sun
gleaming black reflux...

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As he spreads his wings
The wind flutters the feathers
Against a heron-dotted sky
Of deepest dark
A strong wind to fly
As granite boulders blackly rumble
Deepest voice as raindrops...

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A HaiKu 
is like 
a 
Triptych

Threefold 
images
one
sense

Your
senses
no
censor

...

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Your breath,
now silent from my lips,
issues instruction
to sentient
others.

And you partially
recall
my own
jumbled style,
fresh, with your cinnamon scent.

The art
of remembering
is never to forget,
you
in the night of the...

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What am I for the world so wonderful:
the word mute in an unreleased verse,
the tormented pause in song,
fourth picture of triptych ...

In the theater of...

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Thoughts can be blurry and empty.
paper on an easel, a whirlpool on a sheet
letting emotions explode into poetry,
explores the realm of cryptical and mystery
Crafting verbal...

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A
triptych
of vignettes-
in paradise
lost

August Macke's A Zoological Garden

on page 1 at http://www.augustmacke.org/home-1-48-1-0.html...

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(otherwise titled psalm to
Amelie Beth by Matthew Scott,
his genuine, gluten free and non GMO
poetic non fake appreciative guise.)

Ah, thee availed me reason to craft
a poem...

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