Long Minimalism Poems

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It happens when  I see  a little boy kick a kitten
Or someone’s  three-year-old children 
Having a tantrum in a supermarket
And the parents doing ...

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He wanted stark, she wanted mess.
Bareness irritated her, he insisted on no paintings.
He loved their boring black and white life.
She wanted color, pizazz, flair.  He did not.

But wait, she lived here too, right?
She dragged...

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An Economy spirals up in euphoria, 
enslaving Casinos, Supermarkets, Malls.
Lavish and happy hedonists in quicksand,
relish in desert of drudgery, not so small.
As we dance, an orgy and frenzy of 'Plenty',
Mother Earth looks fragile.

Thousand channels on...

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Haggis hype
Bagpipes bleating like unshorn sheep
Tartan theatrical - military tatoos
Scotland cloning Dolly the Sheep
National pride - Robbie Burns, poet, bard of Auld Lang Syne
Highlands of ancient rocks, rift vallies
      ...

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I have
Been
Relegated
Condemned
To follow
The straight
And narrow
Path
Of Poetic
Minimalism
I shall not 
Stray
From behaving
In this way
Its the straight
And narrow
All the way
From now on
For me


Straight Arrow

No more
Than a few
Words I can
Say
Its the new
Style
Of Poetry 
DONT stray
I shall abide
Keep things
Straight
Narrow
Like
The Indians
Arrow
I...

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Queen of Materialism Versus Queen of Minimalism
She shops and shops and shops and shops.
She is either in a store or on the phone.
Amazon boxes surround her house.
Some are opened, some are not.
She is a consumer,...

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Matt is a freakishly neat male
His kitchen is spotlessly clean
Almost made his date Dot want to bail
Clutter free to her is utterly obscene.

To live here would feel like jail.
Matt felt it was amazingly keen.
His minimalism...

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She walked with resolve through her thoughts late last night, 
Walked in a single straight line,
She walked determined to clear it all out, 
All the colourful shapes in her mind,

The shapes that have jumbled the...

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Pith is pithier than pithy
-it’s not a question of if.
You know atoms are tiny
when you get at ‘em.
Sometimes they’re the point.
Meanings have layers
like lasagna.
Two or three should suffice.
Any more is a little less nice.
Less is...

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Reckoned I’d write a bit o’ rhymin’ in the cowboy vein;
it slipped outta my lasso and I couldn’t take the rein.

So then I tries my hand at rap
But, white as sand, pheel like a sap
An’,...

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See behind this curtain,glimpses into the soul,to reveal within the heart, innermost thoughts,living truths become the now from then. Hidden allusions, enigmatic yet proven by time,pared down succinct,derivated but different,live and breathing empirical minimalist moments...

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The more I can have, the more I see, 
The less I really need,
The less I want around my house and 
The less I want to read,

About how much that I should have, 
How much...

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