Long Brownian Poems

Brownian motion writ large...
within small medium 
as light brainstorm doth 
hail forth the following poem.

Across the realm of gray matter
slowly percolating within tissue
composed of neuronal, glial 
and endothelial cells, and although 
there must be biological...

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1.
This hunger artist cannot read 
volumes of printed material fast enough 
to satiate an immense appetite 
and unquenchable thirst 
to acquire learning from 
the millenniums gushing fount of 
cumulative chance revelations, 
(or deliberate intent to...

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brownian
    here I go~
       haiku number one

round and round
my thoughts and the fan...
full of air

plane up in air
can hear it-
touch the sky, why can't I?

dot to...

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Akin to daffodils got to puff the magic dragon GoDaddy seed achieve
visibly absent pride and prejudice where aggrieve
ment unseen, as careening human bits believe
where forebears of Adam and the ants sandy dunes cleave
species pollination, yet...

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The gift of Christ
Verse 1:
They told me life is short man, enjoy it while it last
I said have fun like Zacchaeus, mehn I just want to rap
I glorify God through my craft people appreciate it
If...

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Morbid fascination (mine) as covid-19 pandemic...
foments rampant monopoly on bedlam

Wreaking ball (his stick) havoc (think ostensible
civil war scale not seen since Vietnam),
whereby microorganisms jamb
Homo sapiens immunity system
complements of gook
resembling green eggs and ham
necessitating Doctor Seuss

to...

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Understandable... the sensible
(three ringed circuitous) logic
to trumpet necessity
each individual moost heed
bedecking, cloaking donning,
ludicrous interloper facial covering,
(I prefer sporting
latest custom made
invisible máscaras faciales),
when commingling amidst madding crowd,

nevertheless coronavirus (COVID-19)
makes laughingstock kickstarting
maniacal paranoid testing yapping
authoritarians blabber ceaselessly
bleak...

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(alternately titled: excuse me while aye...
touch the sky, hen derrick lee 
and pull lightly gag.)

September third tooth house sand
     and eighteen didst find me
to awaken with a start
   ...

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March is a time of transition
winter and spring commence their struggle
between moments of ice and mud
a robin appears heralding the inevitable
life stumbling from its slumber
it was in such a period of change in 1905
that the...

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What mighty man shall this cup serve,
Whose power rests on fealty’s nerve,
With certain lust it shames to know,
How upon its charms did grow.

A thousand years did wax and wane,
Until a Dane did ascertain,
That time was...

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Better Living Through Chemistry?

With chemical kindness, this life’s demagogic,
genetics of chance gives some lifeforms a leg up,
but ‘dust back to dust’ sings Time’s Brownian movement
as years guide all matter (the refuse of starlight,
frail islands of...

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Running up the stairs, riding horseback,
A looping curvilinear boomerang.
You and I let’s start the motion of soft attack.
Riding in a rollercoaster along the heated tracks.

Oscillating like a pendulum and the flapping of bird’s wings.
Let’s vibrate...

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