Short Cycled Poems

classic-calls
be...
class-cycled

into...
jazz and blues
as...

easy listening
so...
a muse-hick's call

too...
a listener at-tension
will...

say-all the breeze-is
inside...
and don't reflect-shuns


stan sand...

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Corn

Pulse

Twirling

Spinal wave

Decoded rings square

Progressive loss of a tin spark

Ineffable tidal clap remains in partial sight

Cycled dragon spoon enhances sensorial spore road

Recreation of constant growth

Inverted slices

Immersing

Sound cone

Snails

Thoughts...

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So much noisy garbage going around: 
empty words, 
empty conversations, 
empty excitement, 
empty goals, 
empty objections, 
empty recommendations, 
empty decorations without guts. 
Noise for the sake of the Dirty Politics. 
Recycled, sensationalizing, fake news.
Cycled storing of energy in a void -
In a trash bin of the abyss....

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Back when I was young

Back when I was young
The toys were so much fun
Things were very simple then
We walked and cycled too, never drove
It was paper and baskets not plastic

Back when I was young
Fresh food we had, no prepacked
Toys were made of wood and tin
We never discarded just reused
Make do and mend was the thing
Back when I was young


3-5-19...

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A tidal wave of civil liberty—a Great Revolt
A deep kinship of prominent peak
Afresh breathe of repose and bold
Inhaling optimistic
 
Exert men wrapped with invisible chain
Time awakened mankind by chance
Oh trapped on this alien land
A mind playing game
 
Fire the dough for the living dead
The heart desire still unknown
A cycled of rotten bread
Inverting the throne
...

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...and the warnings rang strong
...and the cauldron wheezed
...and the magma lapped at strapping branches,
genetically equipped, with a passion,
for protecting the bulb
...and the poet rhymed on

...and the emperor, Nero, has resurfaced
...and the swinging, singing, stinging swarm 
cycled back

...and the funk of it reached fecal proportions,
surpassing sweetness of rotting racoons
on the roadside 
...and the poet rhymed on....

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Some of us are here for reason.
Some, just hear for seasons but...
there are sum of us.
Just hear for the fun.

We build ships with fingertips to
set you free! Mixed up notions of
emotions and potions even about
eternity. That's Write. It coulda
all been made up.

And know Just so two show the point...
My title has nothing to do with my rhyme.
Or my 'English'... lol!!! and that's a Spin.
Properly Cycled.Too.

Poet.Dudette ;)...

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The infancy of TV in Norway

 He came home early to see the news
on TV. After the news weather forecast
Then a bit of entertainment
a lady played the guitar and sang badly
end of TV for that day.
He cycled down to the nearest pub
they closed at eleven, the town only had 3 
Uphill was more difficult.
On Sunday. the Tv was more lively
mass, sport and the Flint Stones.
Monday evening, film night, often 
a dreary Polish film. Good night!!!...

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COPLA 75 INVOCATION : This Bad Guy World

If it weren’t for the experiment
Why would our past lives not be known :
Is karma writ

Who among us asked to be re-sent
Barring Bad Guys re-cycled re-born :
Bodies aren’t knit

Don’t guys out there stir the gene pot
To screw up our World with bad juice :
Fun games by far

Make Good Guys stew in bad juice pot
Just to see them turn to Bad Guy Muse :
Deurmekaar

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014...

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Fifteen minute utter cohesion exists
Selene umbra shielded is dust kissed
Coinciding of inland and coastal discs

Earth Moon orbit drawn in magnetism 
Spherical cycled symmetry, safety given
Invisible fingers tap tunes to their rhythm 

Red emits forbidden midnight miracle
Hottest wanton, dual crossing elliptical 
Helios wavelength cottons moon's spool




26th May 2021
Aus will have prime view of blood super moon 
Eclipse tonight

One month post
Kissing Kingsley...

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