Dada Poems - Poems about Dada

follow the poolside shadows Venus of Delphi daughter of bitter waves peek through the peephole of my glaucous thorax open your byzantine eyes and spurn your locomotor ataxia one glance at our vitreous hands – a sight for blind sore eyes one brush of our riveted lips – gone astray in malformations one ponderous confession later – immaterial as a shadow of the lash let the weeping...

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hobby-horse performance art with appeal to our sensibilities...

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Dear dada add an “ist” to it all I reject in the face of it all Aestheticism true beauty is found in the ugliness of it all peaking out under coverlets of mud throwing spit balls of pulchitrude wrapped up time bombs that stick to the banal unexpected beauty … of it all, ambitious edges and curves open and inviting accompanied by caveats there will...

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"MoMa Dada" baby's first words spoken in broken English...

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calling all mistreated jugglers and wretches of condemned madhouses bewitched by fingers of freak fame the spindly fingers of trickster twins that open the floodgates to occult caverns unleashing the brusque wraiths the brittle symmetry of her glacial eyes cast down from the empyrean skies as a sanctified abyss from ancient past eyes as candlelit rectory windows shining bright like voluptuous pyre and ferryman’s lantern...

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the absurd riding its hobby-forze...

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we only wanted to be kids not heroes. we wanted to catch ships of clouds at the sky not black seadevils in the drain. we wanted lemons for lemonade not salt for our wounds. but there it came the dramatic change of scenery prohibition of dreams and innocence he iron lung in the birth parlour rabid dogs raiding the cathouse curtains falling over our eyes Mad Hatter...

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Das dada = codified bonafide anachronism me thoughts infused with thom hankering for yesteryear circa antebellum i.e. American Civil War era veer rilly, teetering, smoldering, rumbling upon iniquitous tier United States greenacres crossroads with petticoat junction spear ritually hexed courtesy anti abolitionists pitted against unfair slavery, yours truly spellbound gravitating, fixating, entrancing, an invisible sonneteer disembodied spirit transported back in time, qua closing first decade of twenty century aware how historical events will...

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Sorry...No Time To Play UNO With Dada! Forgotten memory jarred beholding two decks UNO materializing from...thin air, (Spongebob Squarepants nonetheless), I vividly recall both offspring as bubbly little girls their most favorite card game both daughters grown into independent womanhood (playtime verboten shunted aside, they now chess attend Life) relished with zeal beating pants of this papa feigned shock, when fingers strained to the max grasping bulk of cards heard the word...

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He came beating a path That devolves everything That is norm Strangely kitted Strangling patterns Dawning and hatching Stirring the hope Of the unmasked kind Erasing all dreads Settling to rest All that was held aloof...

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Dada, a.k.a.: "Cold blue hammer running red hot." Limbaugh Mueller intrusion Harsh fraud gangster Trump Russian Democrat fusion Vivid collusion False doughnut rump GPS hotel conspire On sanctuary city impeach Asylum California fire Wall Pelosi dire free speech fake muse by, Martin Braun 11/29/2018...

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. Umbrella calls evening This , bring this . Your for rain In , Pours and just rains it when it...

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The young generation shouts “we don’t have a navel because we are descended from above.” We have no way to measure their eccentric conduct with an ordinary scale, they drink water from a toilet bowl, they step on a wall to urinate face down and nibble their own flesh burnt under the scorching sun, they shout mother down who...

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i call you dada yes you are my sister though we are not related your attitude concerns me and you don't seem to care because that's what you are dada,my sister that's no way for an african beauty to behave hanging around bars and pubs waiting on men to buy you drinks i call you dada that's swahili it means sister dada,have you ever wondered why they call...

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The random selecion- a hobby-horse art....

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