Best Uncorked Poems

He’s crazy as a corkscrew
Twisted ... 
driven to mess with you
Uncorked
Let the jinn out,
and watch the mischievous things he do
This raving lunatic
loves to mentally moon...

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In the intimate interlace of chance and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity,...

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I want to ride a zebra

   and race the rays of radiance
       through heat-waves’ sailing gradients -

...

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I BUTTON THE SHUTTERS HIGH AND LOW,
AS HIGH STRONG WINDS BEGIN TO BLOW. 
A NIGHT OF TERROR BEFORE MY EYES,
AS DARK GRAY CLOUDS HAVE FILLED...

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Imagination nude
liquored and lacquered lips
ember-breathing phoenix
..lighter fluid magic
when let loose near a flame..
combustible thigh-highs
when moonshine-high is nigh—
the moon she bathes in dreams

I have you both...

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As the chandelier dances with lustrous light.
Eras of still slumber awoken...from fluid dreams,
...in the depths of her confines...hibernating..
..fermenting her taste...timeless beauty.
 
Legends of vineyards past...uncorked.
Poured...

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Today I present an old poem, written at least a decade before "Doubts". What this poem lacks in poetic format, and style, it reaps in...

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Starts bubbling 
a desire
yeast from brilliance
of the mind
drops rained 
by the Muse
life’s thrashing 
adds the flour.
Mixing, churning
springs alive
in the bowel of the
mind.
To the working hand...

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The Summer of Nineteen Sixty

Lying on a blanket by the loch side on a summer’s day
I close my eyes and listen to the quiet.
I hear...

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These words are woven
With threads of tear
Laced in the needle of anguish.

In truth, I can tell of how it feels
To be pinched by piercing pain.

My...

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Wine is a mocker, strong drink
is raging: and whosoever is
deceived thereby is not wise
Prov. 20:1

Darkened oxidation
		 changing personality
Liquid fermentation
	altering perception of reality
Look long into the...

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evening in the hot tub beneath a full moon
the MP3 on speaker playing our tune
the stress of the work day now over and done
the pleasures...

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My Eagle flew with the snap of a stopper.
You couldn't see her feathers as they fleeced clouds swollen fat with tears.
Steering 20 degrees leeway the...

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the headiness of now
swirl of keystroke and ideal
new pages
new thoughts
flying on ether
buoyed by excited neutrons
flared by the plasma
of a thousand faceless pens
type it
spill it
splash it...

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My vice is to choose a book at random
From off the library shelf
A book timeworn, a bit forlorn
That sits alone, all by itself

I like that...

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