Flint Poems - Poems about Flint

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Ekphrasis tribute to and inspired by imagist-F S Flint musical rhythm of vers libre in a sequence of concepts &propositions recording impressions clothed in beauty. instinct over thought independent of form cadence lyrical expressed where emotions are the driving force in harmonic flows of nuanced length &breadth...

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Flint (Frank Stewart) aka F S a creator of imagism no less In 'Mirrors of Illusion' he did expound his theory so valid was found...

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A forest under the surface Reaches out to snag you as you pass The shallows scrape and grab and hold The sun beats down with little respite And yet the water is cool The company is better And time stands still for a few hours As a river runs through our day...

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Flint in the eye, makes our heart sigh Feral urges mostly In silence, let lower mind die Apparition ghostly We are as we so choose Make love divine, heart’s muse Else we’ll cook our own goose Ego draws nigh Flint in the eye 17-December-2021 Quietus ...

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Cherished Moments Locked In Like Flint You were my first cup of wine with a kick As we sat there watching a horror flick O' but were you not a beautiful sight And I, wild young I, so lucky that night Cherished moments locked in like flint What a world I found, I had not a hint! Hidden away such a sweet...

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Each night lurid visions danced before me in the dark staring with eyes of an eagle, sharp beak of a hawk. I woke, and in the mirror, my face was white as chalk, screaming with the brazen voice of a raven's squawk. It seems I'd been struck with some cursed malediction. That's what a shrink said, "It's an abnormal infliction. I'd...

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Grab the dark side by the waist plant a kiss on its dead black lips sow the light into the darkest soil toss the halo and the horn into the fiery pond of mind when truth makes love to lie set goals-come up just shy intoxicate on the defeat tap dance -flint heeled on gasoline streets breathe in the smoke of the death of hope savor...

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Risen From the springtime flooding along South MLK A sh#t-skinned slimy pipe Pops half way up from a grimy hole Like a gopher molded from iron ore Neck and head periscoping left then right Tiny arms bolted to its furry chest of rust Surveying the silence of this industrial prairie And the graves pocked from Foundry hammers Until a school bell bangs And a kaleidoscope...

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A Grave Marked By Flint We wonder if it was really meant, To be on top of grave and a Flint, We saw lark; A grave mark, Or what we may need is another hint. Jim Horn...

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Monkey found that sack of cherry bombs now searches for flint to unleash upon... Heading for the blackest forest of a rippled past shaking every leaf - every barking branch flint-less but undeterred monkey roots the frantic dirt. Knucklewalking into pond's depths spitting broken lilies from wettened lips No flint there either... monkey-fish! Swimming in clouds, morphing into a...

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My parrots name was Captain Flint, Boy that bird could swear. I never invited visitors, So blue was the air. He'd squawk "pretty effing polly" Or "give us a cracker you t##t" I'd never heard such swearing, I never taught him that. I bought him off a sailor Who was heading back to sea, He said to me, "you'll love him He's such good company." And what...

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In the millionth season they've finally blossomed ready to garnish a famished brain, but mind monkeys will pillage a garden snatching anything fruitful away... screaming atop flint branches just beyond trembling reach sitting so smug and casually bouquet of scythes in mitts of flint chattering away... "if you want it so badly, come fetch the scent of your dream, indecision man" all the while...

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Flint Within its brilliance gleaming Cool black in lacquered polished silver chrome Cranked up pistons bleached in summer’s heat Hot steam rising as gears thundering Beyond the crystal liquid city lights Highways built across the land In hearts felt pride American dreams made real Within its prime Men in factories perfect their craft Spit shined bright colored Red white and blue Wing tipped Chevy’s roll off In...

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Sterile Isis with Flint Water Some people said Flint water was purified And each that time they did lied and lied Color of brown water looked just like beer Around it no one ever wanted to be near. Problems regarding water Flint must face What they saw was a total serious disgrace Was situation making your blood boil thin Taking a bath can...

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