Long Polaroids Poems

AntiPoem 4
“Santo and Johnny”

(Poet’s instruction- Play “Sleepwalk” twice by Santo and Johnny while reading)

Santo and Johnny play Sleepwalk on Fender steel and bass
Just oozing out their mellow electric dream sound as the
Santa Monica Pier exudes...

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When the mirror of 
               life is a gossamer film,       
 veiling v i n...

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she is everything you have seen in the movies
crayola hair
velvet dress
sugar in her veins
tears glued to her face
she fingerpaints the kitchen walls like a little girl and tapes their polaroids to every surface

he is every...

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His real name was Cliff...
But we called him
Cleo Van Hoppenburg,
Better known as "Uncle Cleo",
To all who did love him...
Though not quite normal of mind,
He was the center of attention,
You probably know the kind...

Favorite phrases...
"Ho, ho,...

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Pt I: Pilgrimage
1991

he’d pick ‘his’ path up as it fell
between the dunes toward the wood
and as the trees knew him so well
they’d all bow down right where he stood
and every day with time to pass
he’d...

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The child of
The dragon and the phoenix
Lord of the Skies
Decked in robes
Gold with seams of silver
Riches beyond compare
Every dish
Served on a shining platter of jade
Legions of servants
To execute his every command
The Aphrodite of fairies
Nymphs and...

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“Celluloid Intermezzo Indigo”


"Black and White ain’t colour," he says
"Colour is very Black and White", she says 
"A person shows their true colours -
Black and White"

"Colour is very Black and White", she says
Dark and Light
Black and...

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Imagine juicy diamonds on our fingers the size of nickels 
      and old polaroids on ourselves, hungry for some fresh film
for capturing moments like the ones we have down by...

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I am a true contemporary
who knows how to acceptably 

write a poem.  First with a tangible
aroma of burnt toast, I will run on

my imaginary couplets like a stroke
victim of the modern prejudices.

(Strophe’s choice is...

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Accusatory in your victory and  contemplated  insecurity, held down by your chains of  the inconsistency of reality...after the walk and before the run you brought me darkness and took away my sun....

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The clouds look so harmless, so meaningless
 But when they're there, and the sun can't shine through,
 I feel you a little bit less.
 Dear Mum...
 I hope you watched me today,
 I tried to...

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I guess I must be well equipped
With glasses colorized by God
It seems I see Him everywhere
Instead of blocking light like Polaroids
Somehow my lenses always show He’s there
It might be simply rainbow’s beauty,
Or path that leads...

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While searching for my younger self one day
		(The present one was getting hard to bear),
                I rambled through the boxes...

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City across the water, night by violet aurora
Los Angeles, we're further south than I thought (than we should be)
I take a strewn-bark trail to get a better view
Hand me the camera, Polaroids in quick succession...

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I have been through cameras with films, Polaroids, flash cubes, the lot.
I have enjoyed every camera I ever had, recording people, always a plot.
Most of my first grayscale photos have faded into a weird kind...

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Polaroids of the two of us scattered on the passenger seat
I drive down this endless highway
Everything seems to shimmer in the heat
A/C broken, windows down, Cigarettes in the ash tray
Bridges burning hot behind me,light the...

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this sunday morning,
there were lesser chirps,
faded rays
and muffled words. 

the refrigerator still reads,
"happy anniversary",
with a photograph of us. 
the same date,
the same face,
the same love,
but a different year. 

there were music bands,
there were long drives
to...

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She is sculpture... 
green hills in chasms of sensual carvings 
chiseled on majestic torso of mountains 
and silence of stillness flows in  streams. 

She is painting ...
beautiful colors in vales of floral polaroids 
blazing...

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black coffee in the sea, 
with a thermos for a light house 
reading house blend.

granular earth in the bread, 
or at least in the pastry window
next to the register.

vegetarians sitting at tables in 
a coffee...

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Salt and sea breeze rubbed against my skin,
The soul left my lungs to inherit it’s win.
I looked around and found aesthetics in the dark,
Captured in polaroids , memorising my own heart. 
The reality is what...

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They stand before me in uniform columns

A mixture of snapshots and Polaroids 

As testimony to the time of us

Each is a witness to a moment that was

When I clicked you into permanence

And sanctified an instant...

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Wearing glasses helps vision but also disguises,
With sunglasses blocking some nasty surprises,
They can’t change eye color like contacts can do,
(Though both cut UV rays and hence cataracts too!)

Some see glasses as jewelry; I think that’s...

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Undone
By Kevin Robey
February 24, 2014

Light 
It shouts
Poisons me and fills me with self-doubt

Take
Them back
Oil fields that tarred my feathers black

Night
It comes
Filters me and leaves my thoughts undone

Peace
It breaks
Erases me and leaves me wide awake

[chorus]
Can you...

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Memories of my childhood
are Polaroids of nostalgic cards
instant colored snapshots of my every action
from the day of my birth to the day I took my first steps
from the day I first started school to the...

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Rays of sunshine of a thousand suns fill up my heart and lungs 
Polaroids arent the only things i have lost 
Wars arent the only things i have won
filters on my tongue and screen blur...

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