Pleistocene Poems - Poems about Pleistocene

...study period It’s December and my roommates and I are deeply into Christmas. We’ve got a little 3ft tall Christmas tree with about fifty-thousand little multicolor LED lights on it (LEDs because w......Read the rest...

...line the ends the corners and posts both stood as a ......Read the rest...

...Elusive ephemeral ethereal expansive eye (I) witness timelessness Analogous to Möbius strip - measured passage of existence seems to defy any beginning or end (unless Artificial Intelligence s......Read the rest...

...Let’s make man *****erectus the teacher said. I did not know what they meant, thinking it might be an appendage we should not add As this Legos project was being done as a group project in a four......Read the rest...

... Most laboratory mischievous was a petri dish birth of the patent soulless Retrograde thought waves, cold stream of computer code consciousness Clone algorithm doppelgänger breathe into ......Read the rest...

...Hot and wet as heaven pion Rainfall scattered warm clarion, dropped some their leaves Referred to evergreen rainforest Girl starred being black, smiled for dark spots with silver-grey eyes King......Read the rest...

...a limning rush of sinister fiery angry flames bent avast analogous copse, where every limb bough, bore full roaring furnace hot blast spewing weighty incendiary volcanic ......Read the rest...

...Perched on the freezing northern high latitude On the broken floating ice sheets the polar bears move alert Looking down the holes for bearded seals for meal that may elude Arctic ice flounders fa......Read the rest...

...In the arctic frozen sky of the enchanting land the midnight sun leans on the horizon briefly in bright summer and again it rises, I didn’t know when a new day actually would have or had begun. Th......Read the rest...

...CHAPTER 6 b (continued...) Glowing insects and night-crawlers Shuffling on the ground below them Moments later they were sleeping Near their hominid companions In our present day, goril......Read the rest...

...Balzac is beading, Robespierre is reading, Introversion I am needing, Reflections I am heeding, In old bat cave central, Like an ancient Sybil, hypothetical, Wisdom is supposed to come with age......Read the rest...

...“And God breathed into his nostrils the breath of life and man became a living soul.” – Genesis, The Holy Bible 35 thousand generations ago In early Ple......Read the rest...

...you are my most beautiful muse from the Pleistocene to a kiwi from a storm to the heaven from the blue age to a gnosis from a hearing to the naked eyes I love your pink poetry caressed by the a......Read the rest...

...The Poetry Machine The phrase is deus ex machina But I seem like such a pariah There's sabot for every mach......Read the rest...

...The Poetry Machine The phrase is deus ex machina But I seem like such a pariah There's sabot for every mach......Read the rest...