Bifocal Poems - Poems about Bifocal

The setting sun weaves a poem, blossoming unsung trochaic along the river basin

...The setting sun weaves a poem, 
blossoming
unsung trochaic along the river basin 

(Nurulhuda Junction. Teesta)

Sometimes it feels quite an estranged thought to realise that living is a mundan...

Sidewalk Chemist

...
I test the gum
And the scum
That came from
So many feet
Scrape the blood
And the crud
Between mud
Smooshed on concrete

I sample spit
Ample birds***
All with a flick
Of the wrist
Coz I...

Where Sacred Meaning Fades

...Where juicy historic purpose fades
and pre-historic
nonverbal
nonviolent sacred meaning
polyculturally creolizes
WholeOpen systemic shade
preserving future health intention

Is where we also ...

Is There a Boy For Me- -

...mama why must I be alone;
all of the other girls got there boy and gone;
with me left here all alone;
is it because my looks haven't shown;
some call me homely;
the reason why I'm lonely;

The...

Love Lesson Planning

...First, imagine, if you can,
"Love" is not just a many splendored thing,
although it is that,
but behaviorists and existentialists behavioralize
the complex of emotions and consciousness
wearing ...

Health Producing Wealth

...Wealth,
in a competing anthropogentric,
aging egocentric,
world
depends on cooperative health
of LivingEarth;

To paraphrase Johan Rockstrom,
from the Stockholm Resilience Center.

Our comp...

If Only You Agree

...If only once you agree                            IF ONLY YOU AGREE
I can fetch moon and stars,
Oyster pearls from the deep
And all the comfort of this world.
If only once you agree!

Stay assu...

Pearls Beneath the Harbor

...Our bank accounts nearly emptied so we could afford a vacation; two young working girls who'd never been far from home. We were looking forward to finding love on a romantic tropical island. Maybe so...

You Don'T Know Me

...Everyone has the freedom of choice 
Everyone has an expressiveness to save their own voice
Who are you who am I to judge this choice 
You don't know me
You don't know me
 I may have  rebelled ag...

Moronic Express

...There once was a good hubby named Nick, 
on his wife, he tried to play a trick-
Hot wax on the table,
was willing and able,
but sick wifey came down with a tick.

So he dumped out the w...

Jenny and Lenny Hook Up

...Lenny was 30 and still living with his old cheese, everyone called, Lenny’s mum.
She was always on his Cadbury Snack to go find a trouble and strife for a chum.
“Geez, leave off mum, I’ve been look...

Exegesis of Original Intent

...The ugly head of the Original Intent issue
co-arises with what were our ForeFather Patriarchal Patriots
thinking and feeling to leave out prohibitions against antiChristian degeneracy,
and to put ...

Playbill

...Playbill: Sept 8, 2001

                        

Time gives a bifocal view to the written scenes of life. 

Mental screams of past strife. 

Broken pencils lead to scenes being inked, unable...

Mocking Reminders

...There they sit, those mocking reminders, on my nightstand table.
I wish I could just throw them out, but I find that I am unable.
There they sit, reminding me, of the life that we once shared,
Bef...

Grief Enough To Go Around

...Just like you to make a last minute date,
leaving me a quickly scribbled note,
before tossing aside that broken campaign pencil from last year's election--
I remember you snapping it apart 
when ...

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