Long Sea anemone Poems

(A hermit crab has just realized that he can barely fit into his shell and the only other 
creature in earshot to hear his cries is a sea anemone who lives on the hermit crab's...

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IT'S SAID A FEW HUNDRED MILLION YEARS AGO
I WAS LIVING IN THE SEA
I HAD NO LEGS TO WALK
I COULDN'T EVEN TALK
I WAS JUST A SEA ANEMONE

A SINGLE CELLED CRITTER IN THE PRIMAL STEW
DIDN'T SEEM TO...

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Creatures of the sea, all beautiful and fair. 
A thought comes to mind, what if they swam in the air? 
Would we swat fish away as we do with bugs  
Or tentacle arms always...

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We met over oysters and scallops in the French Quarter
of a mismatched ether.

She sent pictures - her in a mirror, beside a mirror,
partly hidden by a mirror, naked under glass
(I still have that one).
She liked...

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‘Krasue’ 

(A woman’s head with viscera hanging down from her neck.
She paralyzes like ice-cold lightning).

Where will you be tonight when the moon is shut?
Woman hater, where will you be
when the womb of your soul is...

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On the Beach, Translation of Etiemble’s poem: Sur la plage by T. 
Wignesan

(The end-rhyme scheme of the orignal : abb(b)a, cdcd, efef, ghgh, iijj, 
klkl, fmfm, nnhh)

How good-looking he was this spy
all studded with sea-shells,
that...

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‘Krasue’

A woman’s head with viscera hanging down from her neck.
She paralyzes like ice-cold lightning.

Where will you be tonight when the moon is shut?
Woman hater, where will you be
when the womb of your soul is shut...

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Best case scenario -
my fame walking on two legs
wearing a golden helmet
(I made a bowl which I hammered
out of a lump of copper in workshop-class
aged 14, not good,
but all is golden now, for he who...

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Dreaming of Beaches:
and days by the Sea.
Dreaming of Grandma,
playing with me.

We played by the ocean,
and buried our feet in the sand!
We ran from the tides;
and those memories are Grand.

We searched for buried treasure;
and what did...

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Melted plastic only 16 years 
It was on concrete round under the sun 
While I was shedding tears

What's the use Environmental substance abuse

Midnight see Amenia Marine
Midnight saxophone solo
Sea anemone amethyst

What's the use, Environmental substance abuse

Patina...

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Blue velvet circles spinning in my mind
Archaic fabled days of sadness and desperation
Feeling so blue
Like the drifting sea anemone in ocean blue
While spirits swirl about me
Feeling so blue

Those enigmatic swirls of hazy mountain crests
Lingering through...

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I am muse-walking,
~~ writing a poem.
The phone rings -

it’s my pal.

Something my mouth says
makes us both laugh.

At the same time,
one of my hands
is searching for the image
I was just about to find,
before the cell phone...

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