Short Bindings Poems

Bonds and bindings fading away 
Thinning the thickness of blood 
Blood is thin now as water...

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Short-lived was Eva Hesse
with hand-made art no less
Bindings&string & rope
her usp motif trope...

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(form 5-7-5 kawanagi)



no ties   no bindings
want nothing short of freedom
take no prisoners



Posted on April 29, 2018...

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aisles of antiques
corrugated with named streets -
cups, saucers and book bindings
…stomach’s churning. i’m paying,
booking with dog-eared treasures.

7/27/2021...

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Carress her spine, 
Finger the folds of her pages, 
Make love to her letters, 
Touch her where she is most fragile, 
Make her bindings come undone. 
Love her, nakedly. 
Love her like your favorite book....

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BOOKS
bindings
of knowledge


the transfer of thought
epochs flowing in ink
measured words sand the hourglass

"Intellect's apportioned time-scapes"



Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, June 2, 2014...

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In the elemental
Lies the trangression
In the captive recesses
Prehistory enhanced with
The bindings of developmental
Snowfall, arching beyond
Never grounded but when compressed
Understood
Epiphanous nobility attained yet
Never closer but by starfall...

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molecular bindings of love
electrons are spinning in
the damp atmosphere
playfully
we are stretching in the
midnoon shade
counter balancing the
thrust of unwanted fear
domination of insecurity
fades into a mist of trust
i am drinking tea
without milk and sugar...

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When I 
Think about 
Loving you 
I think 
About reaching 
For my 
Bible and
Shaking it

My hand hurts
From writing 
My love 
In the 
Bindings of 
Bibles
And Moleskins

I am transparent.
As transparent
As the 
Warmth love
Brings, as
Transparent as 
A newborn
Thrown through
Cellophane

Our world 
Is transparent,
A transparent 
Rattle, a 
Rattle that 
I reach 
For and 
Shake....

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Broken windows
The opening to my soul
Is fractured
Along with it
Lifting daisies
Looking for freedom
Of life’s bindings
Ones that crush
Suffocating water
Bleeding inside me
Salty and on fire
The burning hold
Never seen
Are the fastenings
Of my bleeding heart
Ruptured severely
No light entered
Into my soul
It’s forever dark
With broken glass

Russell Sivey...

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So little time in life to waste on hate,
So little time in life to forget with haste. 

Love and care were all there,
But thrown away when life despaired.

So little thought of the ones who cared,             
About the life that was unfair. 

Forget-me-nots grow for a reason,
But for you there is no season.

Pride is sometimes blinding, 
For those that hold onto bindings....

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The dark sings
For the light of heart
Sleep shall dream
An awakening never apart

The stills of time
Forever yet travels
Bonds shall find
Where bindings unravel

And naturally it burns
Weirdly the cold returns
We never learn
Yet forever yearn?

There is fear
Where courage hides
And so near
A liking to simply dislike

Where did I go?
Where did you belong?
I did not know I follow?
When no one was begone...

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Daft Books

The books are losing all their pages -
Poetic, language, historic - all their sages.
Invisible ink between the satiny sheets.
The volumes of milk absent from their teats.

The bindings - ripping, roaring, caustic -
Old farts - haggardly - facade of plastic.
Our youth feeds on fodder from their tablet pens,
Texting emojis and acronyms from their Mercedes Benz.

10/17/2017
Contest - Surreal and Daft...

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Reservoir of intelligence, beauty and passion,
And as a fairer creation,
I endeavoured for perfection.

Today I stand on tottering platform,
As a mannequin ,
Having lost my effulgence .

I am reduced to nonexistance ,
As you show the cold shoulder,
Having lost my identity.

In defiance to rejection,
As you spurn my passion,
I get annihilated.

I unwind all threads of bindings,
As for liberation of my soul,
Contrary to renunciation !!...

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Like a dusty old notebook i sit idle,
Forgotten through the courses of time,
Ignored during its prime.

My pages lay blank,
Like the beats of my heart,
Waiting for a pen to fill my pages full of hope.

My Bindings are made of loss and despair,
My cover is made from pieces of my soul,
From time to time i am picked up,
But never opened.

Time seems to pass more quickly now,
My bindings will soon rot away,
Soon i will be dust!
A story untold!...

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Our love grows,
not within four walls 
but in the lands of glimmering oceans.
I want to live with the comfort of the blazing hot sun on our necks,
or the cold bone kisses.
I want to be scared with you because doing things that scares us,
builds us.
And what a way to be build away from the land of the greedy.
I say
( be naked when we dive into the ocean- vulnerability is what built 
the earth).


- The green bindings of love.

Tash...

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release the dogs of war

release the dogs of war
undo their bindings
deny their wounds
delete their words

release the dogs of war
to scavenge
for the remnants
of an aching soul

release the dogs of war
from duty’s valor
terror’s trysts
furtive movements

release the dogs of war
to lick their wounds
alone
in tortured torment

release the dogs of war
into a war
from which
there is no release


John G. Lawless
2/8/2017...

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Listen to poem:

The Calendar Dealer
David J Walker

Pick your own date 
Early or late in life 

Pick the husband or wife you
Wanted to be
And I will see 

What I can do for you
Finding the filings in 
Bindings of memories of 
Calendars past

And at last, though late
And determined by a set fate

I can expose you
Although you will only see
What you wanted to be

And not what you were in the
Lost days blurred vision in 

The grasp of a dealer 
In calendars past...

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