In the desolate temple of the soul, flesh weaves over bone a silent epitaph
...In the desolate temple of the soul, flesh weaves over bone a silent epitaph,
Spirits lock thought within the ark of thought, and sometimes, a divine spark,
And women in furies pour vessels into fra...
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Categories:
madhouses, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
WOMB OF ALL BEGINNINGS
...WOMB OF ALL BEGINNINGS
In the delicious womb of all beginnings
we learnt to giggle electrons
to bear all things
without nusturtiums, pink lilies or doughnuts
warm gurglings of God’s dream...
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Categories:
madhouses, allegory, creation, extended metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Dunkelheit
...calling all mistreated jugglers
and wretches of condemned madhouses
bewitched by fingers of freak fame
the spindly fingers of trickster twins
that open the floodgates to occult caverns
unleashin...
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Categories:
madhouses, imagery, surreal, symbolism,
Form: Free verse
To Boys Who'Ll Be Born Tomorrow
...Even as I prepare my departure,
Boys of tomorrow, I think of you.
I'm leaving behind for you
What I inherited from the departed,
Lest I become like a rock
Which knows not its children.
Take ...
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Categories:
madhouses, anniversary, april, art, atheist,
Form: I do not know?
The Madhouses of Paris
...the madhouses of paris filled with retired teachers
got their point across
song of waterloo
this napoleanic labyrinth stearing
children to the brink
madame martina martini
academia nuts cracke...
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Categories:
madhouses, addiction, allegory, crazy, education,
Form: Free verse
Visitor
...I had a visitor yesterday,
a lady driven crazy by her husband ...
he has the kids, she has the road...
in and out of institutions, madhouses..
she is getting crazier now, than she was last visit...
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Categories:
madhouses, adventure,
Form: Ballad
The February 16th Snow Ushers In World Peace
...Morning stubles off in near slumber
as Afternoon finally comes over.
I am still sleepy.
My heart beats quickly
as I lose my balance halfway
down the stairs, catch myself
on the wooden rail,
an...
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Categories:
madhouses, art, visionary,
Form: Free verse