Short Dead Man Poems
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Last night I dreamt a dreary dream
Beyond the clashing rocks
I saw a dead man win a fight
And I think that man was I
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Last night I dreamt a dreary dream
Beyond the clashing rocks
I saw a dead man win a fight
And I think that man was I
Which is that aspect of me
Looming in delusional ennui
Numbed to innate inner sentience
Of bliss outpouring in innocence
Thinker,
failure,
soldier,
sailor,
airman,
dead man,
grief.
Politician,
preacher,
blind man,
teacher,
banker,
usurer,
thief.
winning his ticket home dishonorably, the victor lies in a ditch
12/23/2018
Contest: Winners and Losers
Sponsor: Silent One
Love sees the dead man walk with;
no heart,
no power,
no glory,
no honor...
-And Loves does nothing to make him smile...
.3.6.2014.
Last night I dreamt a dreary dream
beyond the clashing rocks
hiding in a cleft
I saw a dead man win a fight
and I think that man was I
We recall not the breaths gone by
Why then do desires make heart sigh
Making us a dead man walking
Can we not kiss ego goodbye
08-April-2022
A man who looks like the dead
Blood dripping he's just been feed
Still hungry for more
He rushed to people's door
When entered they chopped off his head
“I don’t splain myself,”
Bill Hickok said
before his Colts went off
A dead man lying
at his feet
—his legend time embossed
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
giant black dogs
corner in the back yard
snarling
black sky simmers overhead
a dirty cauldron
there are never enough warm clothes
in the closet
for a dead man
Form:
I have been ordered to renovate the loo
so my good wifey can go for a poo
the hole I cut was so large
as it had to fit her ****
Oh im in trouble now, what a to-do
Bespoke in suit so silken sharp
it cuts a path before him
With sunken eye's so black as opal
They steal one's soul on reflection
Whispering into a dead man ear
Fragrance of spring wafts through the air
Bliss pheromones display their flair
Nature’s in full bloom
Yet some hearts do not zoom
Until with love, they choose to pair
17-February-2022
A dead man! ! !
Very hard to tame.
For he doesn't die once,
But daily he dies.
Bound he may look,
Yet he is of all men free
Free from all Limitations
Free from Himself.
The soul in my dead man whistles when you pass.
Is it asking for too much,to stick around and make it last?
...Was is it you or just a cool breeze?
...Oh, the feeling of a cool breeze.
They gave me some nice tennis shoes.
When I came to prison it's true.
They said you must wear
and you must not care.
That a dead man has done paid his dues.
For SKAT's "Shoes" contest
when we have this, we then want that
begging for more, passing the hat
stagnating in this earth life dream
bemused by illusions that stream
dead man walking, blind as a bat
19-July-2021
As fears and desires oscillate,
although we stand at heaven’s gate,
we notice not bliss throbs within
our heart, for we go not therein,
being transfixed by narrow thought;
in a web of our making caught.
09-July-2022
Skyscraper:
In my dream,
The snow lay round about,
Showing clear signs of melting decay
As if light rain had fallen on it recently,
And my eyes could hardly fail to see
The head of a dead man,
A brave Ukrainian,
Murdered there.
Last night I dreamt a dreary dream
I saw a dead man win fight
rising the man rose from his lonely grave
and spoke softly there lovely in such warm southern tones
One day we will live in a nation where we will not be judged by the colour of our skin
Counting down from ten to one
Hypnotic trance ends, stupor comes undone
How then do we smoothly, from sleep awake
Who is the hypnotist, doing the shake-shake-shake
Find out now; dull awareness is no fun
22-July-2021
Tamasic slumber
While we are awake
Self hypnotic trance
Narrow ego view
A dead man walking
Recognition
The first small step
Then becoming
Follows with grace
Attention
Oscillates
Dark to light
In God
We do
Trust
09-October-2020
The has been manifests results
In as imaginal
Each time he so dreams, he exults
Thinks he’s infallible
Like a dead man walking
Sees not ego stalking
Unendingly talking
We have seen
The has been
24-December-2021
Quietus
Oh choir sing high
so all won't hear this dead man cry
Oh tears for me
won't wash me clean or set me free
Oh bed of death
no time to pray before last breath
Oh grave I pray
God take my soul my bones here stay
Oh pray you should
before you hear the dirt on wood