Imagin All the Poeple
...Another generation of himself
unzipped his soul like a banana,
stepping instantly
into another dimension of
the same dream.
Never died - never born,
it was an implanted imaginary life...
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Categories:
plinth, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Wide Eyed Saunter Part Two
...There’s a burning yen nomadic deep within entrenched,
to absorb fresh environments ambrosial on foot,
where incidental hue or august colour wash abound,
or that March bloom tantalising shady patch...
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Categories:
plinth, celebration, character, color, deep,
Form: Haibun
Wide Eyed Saunter
...There is an urge within me to wander randomly,
to explore in vivid detail each kaleidoscope,
incidental hue or pristine colour I encounter,
or just as likely that tantalising shady patch,
with it...
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Categories:
plinth, appreciation, august, beautiful, beauty,
Form: Haibun
Inevitable Death Defines Life
...Inevitable death defines afterlife
I mull mortality
thru lens crafted occipital orbs
regarding a better future
experience sing a space oddity –
whar incessant yaks
exuding a big hurt
emana...
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Categories:
plinth, absence, allah, angel, anxiety,
Form: Rhyme
Lush November Fall
...Dawn
awakes
bright cities
deep moonlit snooze
when autumn pageant’s
covert vanishing trail
exits on the sly behind
a stoic gem plinth while cheerful
denizens asses black grain pepper
clouds...
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Categories:
plinth, appreciation, autumn, beautiful, beauty,
Form: Etheree
There Should Be a Darking
...What if darkness is our natural state
bear with me bubonically
we spend most of our life dead or asleep
less than a third awake
some stars are still forming
wear the ice eroded
mountains now mo...
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Categories:
plinth, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Winning Smile
...The triumphant man stands on the highest plinth
and lusters his name like golden pennies.
But little do they know that his success is only a piece
of a puzzle that he’s been working on for ages....
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Categories:
plinth, life,
Form: Narrative
Who Am I
...I want to write a little puzzle,
But I want to do it in rhyme.
I tried to do it once before
But didn't have the time.
Now I've joined poetry soup
It must have done the trick.
I picked up my pen...
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Categories:
plinth, allusion, fun, imagery, riddle,
Form: Rhyme
An Overweight Statue
...Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse
Of a stunning young lady, classified as a nymph
A glorious image
Playing the fiddle
An overweight statue with a protruding plinth...
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Categories:
plinth, surreal,
Form: Limerick
Imagination Illumed
...reverberations
in unusual forms
impressions exhibited
of glass wire
steel lead wood
&bread
looking to sea
by a main road
upon a plinth
or mountainside
within a...
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Categories:
plinth, appreciation, art,
Form: Ekphrasis
Standing Tall
...The soldier on a plinth
he his no paladin
glorifying bravery
silhouetted by the brilliance
of those that shine no more.
Names engraved on monuments
and on loved ones hearts.
But now just a f...
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Categories:
plinth, war,
Form: Free verse
Home
...I lie here spooned against you in the dark, my arm draped across your softness, but I remember those lean and muscled days – do you remember mine?
How is it now so many years past that vibrant heat...
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Categories:
plinth, devotion, husband, life, love,
Form: Free verse
Hans Haacke's Gift Horse
..."Don't look a gift horse in the mouth", I question.
Research on this ancient proverb, of course
finally brought me to this aged suggestion:
"the longer its teeth, the older the horse."
Remember...
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Categories:
plinth, 11th grade, art, chicago,
Form: Rhyme
All Are Arms In War
...All stones are arms in war.
A day in my tutelage,
In my father's corn-field,
I stood as Oranyan's plinth;
I heard the lion roar:
Why are you a statue son?
“My sickle Sir, I stuttered”.
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Categories:
plinth, time, work,
Form: Free verse
Within An Ancient Song - 3
...Professor Henderson did pay no heed to the call of his wife. She shrugged her shoulders as did I. The Professors wife, Abigail, she left the hole with my assistance. We had dug to the ladies shoulder...
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Categories:
plinth, dark, death, dream, fantasy,
Form: Epic
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