Flux Poems

Planet in pluvial fluvial flux

Planet in flux…it sucks

No refuge..Scrooge rules..

Stooges subterfuge deluge..

Fossil fuel fools..

Poleaxes..then relaxes…

As the earth burns..

As it turns..on its axis..

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Us schmucks battling....

Puzzling...prattling clucks...

Aloof to proof....daft defiance..

Shucks the sleuth of science..

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Glower at their ivory tower..

Cruise ship trip fillip..

Dour baby boomer power..

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Absurd herd..cans compliance

Uncouth trampling truth..

Nip & tucks alliance..

Mottled rucks…throttled petro bucks...

Plucks for retro reliance..

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Muzzling…weasel hatchets meddling...

Diesel guzzling trucks..

Saluting

Flux

Only the river knows...

the unfinished song my heart holds.

Only the river knows...

the whispers still heard on every wind blow.

And still...

The river flows onward from yesterday's woes.

Flux

As I open the corner door,
I am in flux of changing my core.

Flux

                                                   Life is
  

In Flux

While
 in flux 
not dancing
and wasting time
you missed the best part;
I was waiting right here,
you just could never see me;
Today I'm glued to this sofa;
Nothing's better but you had a choice;
Now we don't, frank arose as I got still.

Passing Noonday Flux

When sky born laughter a strained ode construed,
soaks up the pale rust yellow foliage,
visual feast pursuit awhile imbued,

An  early morning spell  I might engage,
while breathing in the faraway sea chill,
one awe struck heart dweller in brief passage

Of sunlight  and fraught tree trunk on the hill,
cheep and chirp road noise  lifting sluggish

Flux Eterna

“That body is female!”, they tell me.
At the turn of the moon
It purges itself of its sins,
Washing away what lives could have been,
Punished for failing biological duties.

“That body is female!”, they tell me.
Forever marked with the scarlet letter,
The big, bold, burning red “F”
Branded on the legal document
Of my consciousness.

“That body is female!”, they tell me.
Its

Iridescent Flux

Binural filters
blind chasms of endless drifts
cosmic adventures
welcomed Event Horizons
wormhole games of hide and seek

Poetry In Flux

What's making up a poem
But opinions set on paper,
Colored with experience,
Whate'er we call the caper.

We color words with magic 
And set sunsets afire
Or else we write conundrums
To which very few aspire.

Accepted styles are changing
With every generation
Abstract’s in, literal out.
It defies deliberation!

Blood Resin Liquid Blood

The blood of the forest
           it's green ... consolidated
           hope remains!
           The blood of heaven
          

Flux, Reflux

the watch
                    marks,
                    flows ...
            

Flux - a Rap Song

Once upon a time I saw a lady on the street,
walked up to her, you know, do a nigga's plea:
"Hey blonde, hey there, will ya my queen,
I love your covetures, you know, those things."
She looked me, and hissed at me, "Hey, I'm not your mate,
you ain't my type, can never be, just walk away,
you look

Time Flux

For the day when thee head hits pillow 
In that last breath of might
In that starry time of night
Where one travels to another world
Almost as lucid as ours
And envisions malice and might

Perched upon a hill
Awoken adjacent to a mighty spire
Gleaming of silver, selenium, and solitude
Upon day it stood still
Casting shade guided by time
But as twilight

Flux Cap City Or

Need a charge
for my flux cap
a city or
the future 
won't fix itself
Wonder if the thing
before time
is still 
there
smile
as the frogs
seem to hold hands
In death one half
of true love
will never change

What Inchoate Flux If Any Preceded Timelessness

What Inchoate Flux (if Any) Preceded Timelessness?

Temporarily engrossed
     with some routine
     activity with aplomb
(such as dismantling
     an atomic bomb)
every now, and

     again these myopic
     (brown) eyes regularly glanced
     at the clock

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