Short Antediluvian Poems

I am an antediluvian lone soul
Where does my life’s love roam?
I need it to board the boat
I need it to create home...

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This universe is a chequered board
Where facts are sacrificed as pawns
To defend ideas antediluvian.

Our horizon is constantly receding
Knowledge and ignorance clash
Ending in a stalemate....

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How distant we've become
Ancient friend
You wandered far 
You've lost yourself 
Somewhere 
nether side

Restore again
That we may never forget 
In dusty books of yesterday
Fragile pages
our antediluvian story......

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How distant we've become
Ancient friend
You wandered far 
You've lost yourself 
Somewhere 
nether side

Restore again
That we may never forget 
In dusty books of yesterday
Fragile pages
our antediluvian story...


Written by my husband Thielus.
A. Green...

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You move
Like some mythical beast
Who would not have been you
If there were any options

Your thoughts
Are like some invisible sculpture
Draped in the deepest mysteries
Of the madness in man's dreams

You speak
Like some antediluvian prophet with your
Arcane gestures and half forgotten metaphors
Dredged from somewhere in the deepest past...

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When tombs of ancient bloom





Only if those tombs 
of antediluvian times,
Be the teachers 
for genius to bloom,

Will positively ancient 
hidden in gloom,
Flood thoughts 
of subtle minds,

Rise out of mausoleum 
and innuendo,
Nurture seeds of future 
to panegyrize till eternity.

Will every dead 
be reborn ....


Written March 11th, 2016
For contest by JB...

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I'm going to try one more time
To write an intellectual rhyme
Some with complicated words
Most of which I've never heard
Words that cudgel my brain
So I can deliberate and strain
My antediluvian brain
To think from a new perspective
Endeavour to be more selective
Perhaps I should keep improvising
These sesquipedalian words are so misguiding
It would save much more time
To stick (or adhere) to my simple rhyme...

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An anathema, a curse much worse
Long before the pope's decree
Everyone goes astray and stays that way
Antediluvian forces are hard at work
Born without army uniforms on
To never die
A quirk built into human nature survives
To restore order to its rightful place today
Enlightened by ancient night light
Don't ask why
No one can say Antediluvian
Without a smile
Praying for the good old days
Where God was on the other side
Of the flood, of blood, of love...

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The scent of Eagles
Shortly after hate-filled
Cantations
Drive you vertically insane

Nearly touching utopia
Engulfed in flames
Your editor suggested options

Including uncovering cemetery
Ashtrays enrobed in trace-water
Marble

Unforgiving
Even joyful        I concede

Your mouth dripping fresh-picked
Strawberries

While antediluvian rainbows
March towards certain death
Or nirvana
You
Said

As phases of the
Moon
Dictate


6/20/15
© james marshall goff...

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