Short Cylindrical Poems

Unpleasant Situation


dormant volcano 
earthen cylindrical stir
can of worms open

connie pachecho

4/16/17...

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Minced garlic with tomato,
onion and pepper,
thick, cylindrical pasta
Mozzarella topped--
seared until golden.
Robust yet
sweet!...

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*The Smiling Sunflower*

The petals of each flower frame the perfect smile

Long cylindrical petals curling up next to each other

Look how sweet and tender my sunflower is

Standing next to hundreds of others rising to the occasion

Of my coming sun


Gwendolen Rix
6-8-14...

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"We are tubes." She says.

I think of fish
who are a basic model
for our tubular forms,
how they swim
gulping themselves up
as they move forward.

Most don't talk of their bodies
as cylindrical,
as passageways.
I look at her
sucking a milkshake
up through a straw.

I love her tubes....

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Out from the kaleidoscopic tesseract,  
Pours coruscating crystals whose edges contract.
A turn of the cylindrical vessel in the vain, 
Splits the sight into three of the eyes in the brain.
I talked to the man who says one times two is a dozen,
Not knowing which sense sometimes seems it doesn’t....

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Sunrise shimmering on your hair
Strands rise and wavy like mane of a mare
Soft and silky when stretched
Preened like feathers, not wretched

Hair cylindrical or long and blonde
Or tailed-black hair, straightened and tanned
Your scent till evening that sends affectionate waves
Pet I adore with perfectionate craves...

You are mine!...

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Rocky trail
Fallen trees
Fresh scent of pine leaves

Scattered acorns
Wild blooms
Thundering sounds of a graceful brook

Brightly red 
Cylindrical Snow flowers
Show-stoppers for enthusiastic hikers

Chirpy Jays
Traces of wild foxes
Immensity of rocky mainstays 

Spring storm
Shivery gales
Sprays of tiny snowflakes

Wood bridge
Nimble stream
Magic of a mountain climb...

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Electric shock. 
And so were those
Winter days. 

Hysterical, practical
And our supplements
To fight daily 
Loneliness. 

Mustard in her
Nails made shooting
in the Street far worse. 

A cylindrical whirlwind
of your suitcase
as you're weight lifting
And I'm drinking and 
So you are you and 
We're passing out now. 

I spilled my wine on
the bar. On purpose. 

And I wished my father
Was there....

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The feel on my lips 
cool, smooth, new 
In my light pink box they live 
small, long, cylindrical.

At school they live in my pocket
safe, secured, silent
In my red and white pencil case they reside
small, long, cylindrical. 

I was scared to talk in class
a swipe for good luck saved me.

The collection grew 
The purpose shifted.

I grew up and they grew out. 

Parties, boys, priorities. 

Chapstick, once naive, now knowing....

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Darkness falls upon the watercolored crescent sky like a scratch of charcoal,
Whose sedimentary debris dribbles across parchment poked with starry holes. 

Etch-a-sketch screens polka-dotted with extraterrestrial twilight unravel,
Like scrolls whose delicately plaited papyrus rolls around Gaia's gavel.

For the night is but a paper coiled inside of an encrypted cylindrical cryptex,
Beside the light in a vial of vinegar which vanishes away the charcoal's text....

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We  strive in a round world with square believes
A square sky seated on bridled outcast clouds 
Forced to hold round raindrops
 Released to soak square grounds that bear round seeds

 Round seeds burgeon at the labour of deformed clouds
But at the end of round days,
Out of round holes in square grounds
 deformity was brought forth

A cylindrical stem bearing 
on its head a diversity, 
Leaves and flowers not just square or round
But straight out of a square box....

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