Short Excise Poems
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went out to the park
to excise as i began to start
began to complain
mabe cause was begaing to rain
it was my
KNEE PAIN
Virulent life-form
ravages its fragile host.
Conclusion: excise!
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(C) John C Michaels, 2014
Expel the bile; quench it at source
Excise the cause; bite it right off
No other way; no other course
Do it now; dump the stench in trough.
a psychological exercise is
not...
a cycle-logical exert of
eyes...
it be a philosophical excise of a
knot...
a full-loss-of-fee
free...
for extra eyes...
stan sand
With a smooth cut,
I cut sweetly
the silence...
The word to be extracted
with precise technique ...
The poem per se
it doesn't sprout or bleed,
excise surgery is necessary
to abduct it from the shadows
BOLD BUCCANEER
A wicked and bold buccaneer,
Patrolled the high seas with no fear.
The kings excise men
Tried time and again,
But never got anywhere near
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This secret thing
grew in your breast --
a dark lump of terror
which you revealed to no one;
it ate through you,
until it became, finally,
too terrible to hide.
Now, even the cold scalpel,
which leaves less than it takes
of what you were once,
cannot excise the horror.
(from The John Poems)
Transplant my heart;
I need it no more,
And remove my libido too.
Neither’s required
For this life I live,
Useless as love for you.
Lobotomize
The caring part
Of my overheated brain.
Then proceed to excise
The urge to dream.
I’ll never love again.
Form:
Kiss my eyes
with your lips,
inhale the visions,
peel ing strips,
cataracts
from all the years,
layered horrors,
gathered fears,
gently excise with
your blade,
honed down from
the love we made,
clouded corneas
of pain
to
let me see
love's light
again.
Undertones
Underpinned
My 9/11
was his
introduction
into the world
we live in.
Mass shootings
Overtones
Overly enumerated
a shoulder shrug
Life goes on
But, does it really?
We want cures for
cancer
but won't
excise
the tumors
of our thinking
He's gone
I'm still here
undertow
with overflow
of life's deeper
meaning
I want to spend my life under the covers
They drape over me
And live up to their name
There are monsters out there that are out to get me
As soon as I take these covers off
So I try to bring them with me
With a sweatshirt
Or a blanket
Once I leaned over in a shirt
But it is never the same
Until I excise these demons on my chest
I'm under the covers
I stay
No one will see
The words I write represent a brief vacation
To a place of solitude and sublimation
They help me recycle the trash that I find
And leap from the compost heap that is my mind
They help me excise and examine
And to enjoy both feast and famine
These words act as both hammer and nail
Blind man's Braille and believer's Holy Grail
Lastly, these words provide me with peace
In this rented body and this world that we lease
for all the teachings that help me learn
for all the knowledge that help me grow
thank you and goodbye,
God has open my eyes to the new world of possibilities,
i have learn to love and honour my roots. I have learn to be me even if,
the world is against it.
i have learn that hate destroy your peace and block you for your growth
but, I need to go where i will excise my gift, where my destiny lies.
Good bye old life hello new journey