Cleanse your colon
the future of poetry demands,
and this is just the place for it.
Backed-up words = writers block.
Void the unavoidable,
eliminate the congested
proud and loud.
Fear not the mess
white pages and toilet paper
so similar
Write on with a lax and easy grace
to the next vocalized movement,
your next creative peristalsis.
Categories:
peristalsis, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The face haunts me still. I feel
I should head back
past the wearing county miles
and confining rain,
just say it - one heart-felt interjection
that head did swallow,
opting more the bitter peristalsis
than game tenably Out-of-Range.
And why was not conformed,
as my trembling heart looked, and looked,
marveling if it was deserved
by a man of such despotic head?-
all soon, guilt turned to an egotism
and that case was duly held.
What a life I did lose,
Mind robbed by of a single word!
Categories:
peristalsis, heart, heartbroken, lonely, longing,
Form: Free verse
She is looking radiant,
Body silky like that of an infant,
To describe her beauty, oh I can't.
Your perfume inviting to both man and ant.
You've charmed me, state your request and I will grant.
Your eyes are like doves,
Charming to both friends and foes,
Your smile has killed a thousand heroes.
A cock sees your footsteps and crows,
Your thighs are like where rose grows.
Your glance churns my stomach with rapid peristalsis,
You are like the breeze that browses among lillies,
Your thighs rounded like twin cities,
Your lips like fishes dancing in the seas.
Blessed is the craftsman that gave you such curvature,
Well formed with a unique structure,
Loving you is now my culture,
Forgive me if I stop at this juncture.
With this few points, I hope to have convinced you beyond reasonable doubt, you are mine, yes you are mine.
Categories:
peristalsis, addiction, adventure, angel, beautiful,
Form: Rhyme
While planning which sermons to miss
the fiction-broker static lies
atop a pine-strewn precipice,
his peristalsis boiling skies.
The tumult teething down beneath
the fiction-broker's solvent sighs
concerns the crumbled ashen wreath,
whose burning so the priest denies.
As lanterns light procession tips
sadistic laughs combine with cries;
the fiction-broker slurps his lips
at thoughts of those he does despise.
Categories:
peristalsis, allusion, character, death, environment,
Form: Verse
Uttered the Ranid in agony extreme
Embedded halfway within the vermin.
“ Shan’t we settle this in an amicable fashion?
Couldn’t you muse over my deepest notion?
Letting you with rising esteem into my domain
To feed on the apples of culture in bargain?”
Silence,
Awesome !
And then
A well meditated peristalsis.
“ Hang on.”
Let out wails like breaking vials
Little vibrant anuran panicking pale.
“merciful; be civil with me and kids
Who always stood by you in bids
Guarding your plights as if ours
Not your pride be hurt any hours.
Lawful and loyal and truthful the most,
Friendly and kindly, to thee and kin
Were we always, are we still, and will be
Not thee indulge in pacts like these
Think on ........”
Hissing,
Fierce and venomous.
Again the peristalsis planned
And on...on...on... on end.
Fall to the fathomless .
Enlightenment to the frog, but fatally late-
Gastric juice burns, blinds;
Inflicting numbness, inducing sleep;
Journey to nothingness....
And the serpent relaxed
Stretched its greenly long self in rest.
Mission accomplished,
Linger until the next.
Categories:
peristalsis, fantasy, fear,
Form: Free verse
This is interesting
We are bombarded by constant stimulation
Some internal
Most external
The processing center is in over-drive
I like driving because it's one of only situations where
People completely ice each other out of existence
This weird amalgamation of people sitting at a stop light
And nobody wants to acknowledge anybody else
Our little constructs of metal and rubber
Keep us just a bit more isolated (protected)
Turn up the stereo
Call that long lost friend
Watch **** on the dash mounted flat screen
Eat a fruit salad from a slider cup
Pluck your eybrows
Take a healthy swig from the liter of glacier water
Just don't look to either side
Or at a 45* angle
Nor straight into someone's rearview
Because if eye contact is accidentally accomplished
Some kind of psychic melt-down might occur
I've watched people staring straight ahead without moving
For minutes at a time
I get mesmerized just observing how still they are
The stone people
Then I'll spot an inkling of a head shift
Once traffic has resumed its peristalsis
Damn
Thought I was witnessing some type of carved rock effigy
Moving and driving
Among us
Categories:
peristalsis, funnypeople, people,
Form: Free verse