Glut Poems - Poems about Glut

Aboriginal Moon Cycle Revealed

...Inspired by Aboriginal Story: Phases of the Moon - Ngalindi, the moon starts as a lean, young man. He overindulges (waxes) and becomes lazy. He grows fat, becoming the full Moon. His wives, displ...

Information

...From sunrise, when the breath of the new-born day
Kisses my eyes, information startles me.
Waves of my sleep leave the froth from my mouth,
Youthful and earnestly fresh with the harassment of
Bot...

attractive available anguished armadillo

...attractive available anguished armadillo
babbled bold bald badger whose bagpipes billow
Caribbean cardinal carved a curious candy castaway
dazzling daffodils and damselflies dived into last Tuesda...

Gates Shut, Game Closed!

...
The gate creaked, moaning and groaning to shut,
Sealing up, quelling, the bickering blame-game glut.
No you can’t sneak around, and jump the fence,
With grave looting cries of g...

Rise of little brother

...When big brother becomes too big
So large it has to put on a larger wig
When the inner cloister is as big as the outer
And detecting dissension becomes too easy to stir
That is when its helm begi...

the scald war

...the scald war

even the penguins
gotta pay tax to make U.S.
implode on greed glut...

DIALOGUE WITH ONESELF

...Neither academic, nor preacher, nor politician, nor judge,
But a writer, with a fetish for the act of creation —
Not to broadcast my thoughts, or to synthesize critiques for others,
But for the va...

Where Tides once Gossiped

...Where tides once gossiped for many an hour
about what lovers share; like grapes gone sour, 
the strong opinions o’ friends will minds devour.

A reputation guarded against smut
and smiles that’s...

Between the Masks

...Wake up!
The grass is fading back to gray,
fall in love once more
with this sallow spoilage of the green.

Farewell to that verdancy
that must turn, at its height,
to an unpleasant glut.

Le...

Temptation

...


Mangoes, the first of the season,
sit plump and shameless in trays, 
their smooth skin tempting 
a passing hand to reach down
and touch them, one cut open 
sends the tongue into a spasm.
...

A Short Drive into Autumn

...September has mottled the forest maples.
South of here, zombie cicadas
chafe heated thighs,
but North of Tippecanoe
Shawnee trails lead into autumn.

We take photographs,
but the green still s...

to FAVE or not to FAVE

...To fave or not to fave, is that the question
Whether ‘tis nobler to remain silent
To hurl faint praise and fortune
Suffer the pangs of outrageous doubt
Or take up arms against a sightless algorit...

An Ounce Of Sweet

...Cinnamon dreams aren’t spun with sugar;
Far too spicy for an ounce of sweet,
they are swirled with a magical purr;

Hearing buttery speech you’ll infer 
it’s much more than a sumptuous treat;
C...

poetry

...


sculptured 
soulful words
are our endless streams
quenching mountains and plains’ thirst
as golden pens glut the barren lands with songs
...

Moon at Glut

...

Lunar nymphs crawl out my ear
Tickle songs ... at a midnight fair
Fill their cans with Crystal Clear
Drink up the moon, giggles flare
It's time to play on grass for hair
Running 'round witho...

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