Angst Ekphrasis Poems

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The hand crank sounds about right
There's a them, with a master plan
But how much variance is there?
A rotation becoming monotonous
Until there's no hand in sight
Those...

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The sediment courses with questionable energy, murky and conspiratorial...

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Should I look up, I see it all clearly
The route, the goal, the possibilities

To be cradled and lie on fluffy pillows
Or perhaps impossible dreams

Then there's...

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It's all me
How I perceptualise 
I place the chalice of expectation within reach
Then plead with my shadow for just one sip
I myself project the watchers,...

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reflections become obsessions
self - within/without
times this by three
self - over exposed

forever there, inside the sphere
etched into being
lucidity or fluidity
obscured/mirrored

tension felt cognitively 
eyes meet eyes
seen yet...

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I take no shelter from the force
barely do I prepare for changeable weather
I'll withstand these winds
the North Wind is predictable in it's whimsy

I'm as solid...

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I'm not there to see
but I know I'd be grabbed
even from this distance of 3336 miles
I feel it

there's an enormity in the words
'Four Darks in...

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just drink from the cup
as the river of oblivion flows
some try to stand in stagnant waters
others cocooned by the edges
seeking a cure from the inevitable

I...

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Inspired by Weeping Nude by Edvard Munch 1913. Viewing the image will make sense of the poem. It's a tame painting, but not sure if...

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When conflicts raise its ugly head real soon, 
our nations won’t inevitably swoon;
a time that real détente and peace attune.	
Some people still record the slights...

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president trump haunts my Dream

president Trump 
haunts my dreams
daily dystopian nightmares
as he daily proclaims
the end to the republic

as he ushers in fascism
with his every lie
he...

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Prolific,persistent
intense and obtuse:
Hallucinatory voices
filled this recluse.
Ed had painted a dream
picturing nature's scream...

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Wistfully I sit,demure &pale
sorrow etched upon my brow.
Will my tomorrows echo
the sadness of my now...
Will the world come
to know my tale?

My youtube audio link is...

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NATURE'S PSALMS

Is Beethoven's ensemble fairer than nature's psalms?
Amidst a crowning sun: ears and eyes are drugged,
drenched with tender notes, orchestrated by greens,
inhale deep, the aromatic...

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