Short Diderot Poems

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Candide Diderot. ‘24 ...

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4 strings 
the curves held 
between the limbs 
of another





Candide Diderot. ‘24 






wicked game....

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I saw God, so ... now what?

I wait,
standing in line 
at the grand Hopscotch Game

holding the stone in my hand 


Candide Diderot. ‘24 ...

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The Invisible unpicked the stitches
holding the broken pieces together
like loud music Love spilled like poetry 
from the ordinary heart 






Candide Diderot. ‘24 ...

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The heart is a panic room 
the doors slide shut 
super quick

all is silent.

behind the metal walls
there is no music 
but you can hear 

morse code



Candide Diderot. ‘24...

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"The Wake-up Call"


some of us woke up far too late;

we were too concerned 
about ourselves 
and The Great Escape



Candide Diderot. ‘24



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Thumb screws its way walking a straight line down the middle of the road hitching a ride on a new page no road kill here life’s a breeze surfing open minds along the torturous wake with all the sweet things




Candide Diderot. ‘24 


Shuggie Otis...

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"The Called"

The Electric resides coursing through all,
dormant, the Primary waits to be ignited,
the impulse Light activated, is called



Candide Diderot. ‘24 









The rider's name is Faithful and True.

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music goes down
to that sweet place 
where virtue rains
in flames

a noble life ... 
still slaves, 
do what thou wilt 
dancing, still in chains

music goes down
to that sweet place
where virtue rains
in flames



Candide Diderot. ‘24 



vultures. kanye. 


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bruised
green purple yellow 
poppies bloom a
different kind of 
heroin

he bleeds
she bleeds 

a heroine
was She
bruised 
purple yellow green
poppies blooming

anti-hero 
seeds buried 
deep planted 
unfragrant
and unseen

a heroine 
is She


Candide Diderot. ‘24 

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Seaspray hits your face
like a slap, wakes you up
cupped in the prow 
dipping up dipping down
watching for fins
coming up dolphins
you lick the salt 
from your lips
and speak of love
to the Sun

the anchor, chained,
is stored below deck,

it won’t drop
for a while





Candide Diderot. ‘24 


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"Walking in The Sky"



When you caught me up in your Blue Sky
I considered madness IS preferrable in some circumstances;


I walked towards you in the astral and found myself falling


“walk across the water to me “, You said,
“but how?” I replied, “when one is walking in Blue Sky?”




Candide Diderot. ‘24 ...

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"Pink and Fleshy"

I’m in your petri dish now
once upon a time I was pink and fleshy
the Other side now draws me closer inside out

to be 
close to you,
let me be clear 

like your Ghost in the machine

I’m now your shadow
a little on the Left side
of that last supper table





Candide Diderot. ‘24 




corporeal.
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We exist in space and time 
invisible, unseen for who we
truly are exchanging 
words for thoughts
never face-to-face
but touching just the same
vitriol tossed with the sweetness
fair barter for some form 
of kind heaven exchanging 
inclement weather
to the vestries of 
each others’ 
netherworlds 
divesting 
tar and feathers



Candide Diderot. ‘24 





head on.

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Existentially you think
you know me 
having eaten a slice 
of my mind 
delicious you think
the bubbling froth 
of this poetry
peppered with sprinkles
of rising undertones 
the sugar depth charged
unstirred, yet 
touch the lip of my cup
you’d feel the burn 
the tongue means to speak
unhoneyed
the kiss stings 
the pain 
swollen 
and 
sweet







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That kiss parted lips 
like Moses parted the Red Sea
and all the Love in words and deeds
walked out of the darkness 
of a cavernous domain 
the inner Everest rising 
between the time of drowning
the mind climbed 
the tongue rolled out
like a red velvet carpet
delivering unsafe passage 
into the Heart’s silky sanctuary



Candide Diderot. ‘24 



Mount Everest
Moses, Red Sea
Sanctuary
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Hazarding a guess
he holds onto his inner rake
like a shining crucifix
raking leaves in his Autumn years
he considers poetry
keeping bees in their hives
is just as sweet as honey
a joy to convert
his favourite hidden hobby
he considers french slang
expensive bonbon candy, 
then, next page, he reads:
"les bijoux indiscrets"

ravenous, 
he psalms within the margin




Candide Diderot. '24 

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"All Hail"

Within the sky of blue,
embedded liked jewels
the many hidden colours,
the truest hues
arrive in storms,
where all the hail
like eyes falling
from the vaults
of heaven
melt bad dreams,
and the better,
lost in cloudy vision,
are drawn back in
and up again -
all hail 
the Inclement,
and their 
cloudy whethers



Candide Diderot. ‘24



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"Love Slays"

Love slays Mother Dragon 
Dragon Mother slays Love

there in the middle 2
unbreakable meet

as 1 conquering unwarranted defeat

Love trains Dragon Mother
Mother Dragon trains Love

on repeat 
and so on and so on and so on 

throughout 
all Eternity

LOVE always, 
Slays Xx



Candide Diderot. ‘24 






the training ground. 
1 = Won.



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There was trouble written all over her
like a treasure map, gold buried deep
between the missing ampersands 
where to begin, 

X marks the spot

Y chromosones
like quicksand YX
rolled up, a necessary
reoccurring addiction
sage smoked slowly

then fed to the sharks 

gold buried deep
between the missing 
ampersands
the better treasure 
hidden

XX marks the spot




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You could look for me forever
in the well of words that 
float or drown in your mind
and I’d be forever 
your reflection 
lapping at your fingers
inky love rippling, 
teasing and intangible,
just a little out of reach,
like a fountain,
the sweet condition
slow burn, 
bubbling up,
you feeling 
the familiar,
you’re about 
ready to spill,
mind wet,
you take a sip
from the cup







Candide Diderot. ‘24

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"The Barrel of Little Monkeys" 


Gorilla warfare took a new turn,
when the children like chimps,
followed the voice of their Overlords;

they adored them once, 
but then,
some things 

can NEVER be forgiven. 

The number like www 
drew their parents in first,
and then, what’s worse,

it drew them in, 
those little monkeys
out of the barrel,

shotgun 


Candide Diderot. ‘24


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“The Unknown”


Something beautiful in the ugly of it all
raised its hand in the classroom 
and asked, 

is that all?

The Reader considered it all. 
Silently. 

Perhaps there is Life 
on Mars after all. 
Safely removed from the 
pages of this world. 

Who in their right mind
would query 
The Unknown?
give proper and correct 
answers to it all -

The Unknown. 



Candide Diderot. ‘24


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He unlooped the strings
with some urgency
without breaking 
the accord
he took the bow
turned her around
placing one hand 
on her silky curve 
and the other
like cupid scored
pierced her heart
played her 
like a cello burning
he held her to him fast
his eyes like arrows
without a word 
between them
never spoke
these little deaths
became the music
that set them alight 
never apart





Candide Diderot. ‘24 





tombeaux.
tombeau de Vivaldi.
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