Long Blobs Poems

Stars fall under failing skies...stars fall...stars fall...
And sadly...i start to drive.
Through the unremarkable village with its tall 
Georgian Bay window panes, lightless,
devoid of visages; outwardly staring back at my 
Abject countenance with detached contempt and...

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(based on Aldous Huxley's book "Brave New World")

Human hatchery

Clink clink clink clink...
Test tubes prattling past
along the chrome plated production line.
Glistening under fake fluorescence
humming in harmony
with the magnetic motors
of conveyors, centrifuges and camshafts.
Biological blobs of gamete...

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1
Though still within our infancy, 
we strive to thrive, but woefully 
we flash and flaunt our 'primacy',
display our trophies pridefully.
 
Our terra firma ecstasy
destroys survival's harmony,
lays waste to life on land and sea.
Mankind, thy name...

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Straight lines, sepia

The suppression of unwanted thoughts

Like time spent in sensory deprivation
Time spent in a droning room
Under sterile light hums, practically drooling

The vacuum of most moments
As standard as cinder blocks
Punctuated by things so washed out,...

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I woke up from a dreamless sleep 
My vision came through fuzzy and confusing 
A cold, sharp ringing painfully pierced my ears 
And irritated every sense 
The familiar numbness stung my brain 
And caused a...

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It’s a book, a poem, a– whatever you must call it.
It’s words.
I haven’t been everywhere.
Nor have you.
The great explorer travels the Earth, its peaks and valleys, the dark and light.
They have been so far, stepping...

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Part One

                 Still the din dashes about in his dreams
now louder in the spacedout quiet:
an occasional auto-rickshaw backfiring revving
spluttering...

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"300"
But this won't suffice..
"It isn't exotic to pay such a price"
How my sleepless nights and joy forgotten 
If this isn't sold my family shall be trodden 
The society seems correct when they say
This "mere hobby"...

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The wordsmith toils over hot metal fonts in wellsprings
Struggling like a blacksmith to hone and shape 
    thoughts and images into typeface words and poems.
To conjure up meanings from thoughts twisted, prodded,
...

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THOU I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF DEATH, I FEAR NO EVIL
Stricken but not stripped
Cursed but never coursed
Shot and never block
Stomped but stopped
Broke but never fell
Slapped to be crushed 
And drag down in hell
So you...

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Ash - grey chemised
she shifts her shape
as silver flakes float coat
stripped naked places, 
sheath curves and angled spaces
Angry glitter tingle stings
thick earth skin with prickly flames
and rumble rise regurgitates
shimmy - shake shudders
in magma's deep thrombosis.

Her...

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I cannot breathe -scuffled


                               ...

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My footsteps 

Looking back at the background 
The footsteps I created 
Memories began to flash back like they are present 
All the deeds and the said thought 
All the vows and promises signed down 
And...

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Coronavirus COVID-19


Coronavirus! What is it? 
Is a virus or is it a bit 
Of China using your sinus
To infect the COVID-19 virus
As biological weapon
To teach us a lesson.
Not to kill, 
But to give a cold...

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Eyes! Eyes! The two of them,
Like guards, at the body's helm,
Like lovers, pining to meet,
Held back by the neb's bridge.

They’ve seen the light and the dark,
The shine, the grandeur and the stark.
The lass, the beauty...

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Waves crash as sorrow fills my blood.
Temptations run deep, tears flow down silently, and misunderstood.
Change it all; no, I accept my fall.
Hearts break when you push it all away.
Delusions gather, one by one.
Ink blobs covered...

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astronomical anatomical atoms
buying brilliant blubbery bimbo blobs
collecting claustrophobic colorized clandescently clams
depicting deplorable dependable depraved dendrites
enticing and enlisting energetic enthusiastic enigmas
finally fueling fussy frisky flatulence, forming fleece finders
giving gluttonous glorious gargoyles grinning grace
holding heavy-handed hospital heathens
Ignoring...

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Cirque Calder Family

Lonely this
My restless paint blobs
Absorbing precious air
Risking dehydration
Moisture deprived patience
Waiting atop my platform
Resting precariously upon cut wire
And tapered metal sheets
Awaiting tomorrow's work load

Master catnaps
Sprawled beside more wire and metal sheets
While real cat
Possesses Master's...

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Dewdrops stream down boisterous 
children’s freckle-strewn mischievous dials,
as they dash in cartoon costume faux denim
apparel amidst the pale yellow sunlight glare.
Marble stone button twiddle on a blue
rinse wrinkle t-shirt,
Sumptuous  ice cream raspberry blobs
tantalise the...

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Never do anything and nothing is done
Never love anyone and no one is loved
Never believe in something and everything is believed

Do I hate life or does life hate me
Do I fear life of does life...

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Should I start at the middle
and spiral outward?
I mean I don’t know what I’m doing,
just winging it.
I’m going to need some colorless beads
for the scarecrow eyes
of raw memories.

This is more a mandala thing,
a montage of...

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The Perfect Painting


They said he could not put his heart
on canvas, capture time in a timeless
moment, allow his passion to explode,
and yet contain it in the flicking of a brush.
What is it that she sees,...

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Devoid of signs,
Clothed in widower gray,
Paths blank, mourning..
Above heavens clouded by nightmares:
Hovering as vultures,
warning of hailstorm:
Death of dreams
and silent screams..
She hears them..

And darts through the blocks-
empty as her heart,
calmly bursting..
Lips salted in dust,
Smoke filling her...

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Zounds!
longing for a 
merciful descent into 
the terminal ground 
where smoky eyes
semi-watch
streams of
semi-(dis)information
exhaled from
smoking brains
on a mission
to search &
deconstruct

ticking clocks
taunt
timely bombs
lost in 
purple blobs
of
orange haze
awaiting
purging deluges
sprinkled with
white bolts of
blinding hell

the raving
raven's
feathers flicker 
while 
flippant tentacles
grope...

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When the snake charmers walk along the lanes,
The excited kids follow them in chains.
Holding their snakes in round baskets and pots,
The charmers search for the suitable spots.

Wear specific attire for they have flair, 
Grow handlebar...

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