Short Flotsam Poems
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Assaulted by waves of profanity
high tides of depravity
Bestrewn, shards of urbanity
~ flotsam of humanity
a pallid pool
leaves and flotsam
lethargic, desiccated
as if waiting for
a giant spoon to stir them
what if it all freezes
chaotic
appropriated
surprise
of
everyday
flotsam
becominv
the unimagined
jettsom
of
the
unexpected
conscious
flotsam, jetsam days
unafraid of ocean's sprays
crabs sidle sideways
Like stallions trying to spit the
bit
Manes shrugged off in a
flotsam mist
Create an omnipresent
constant hiss
Interrupted when two collide
and kiss
Listen to poem:
Each dawn's debris sort
of wreckage from day before
yields jetsam just junked
and flotsam break-up relics.
On the beach who can tell which?
Do you strive to be poetic,
while forgetting to be a poet
Your words when forced an epitaph
to what you never said
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
Images blur my mind
A lavaform of thoughts flow,
As rivers carved through fields,
That meander to the sea-
Ebb,then flow,as flotsam lie,
Filtered on my page.
Left lost luggage at a station,
One piece of flotsam at sea,
Never to feel integration,
Everything drifts endlessly,
Lugging a suitcase of sadness,
Yearning for someplace to be.
fleeting
images
as crystalline
hallucinatory
visions;
lying
as flotsam,
washed by the tide,
transotory mayfly
that hide
within
my mind's eye-
until captured and penned..
then die
On
the beach,
ebb & flow-
with no place to
go
Anthony Gormley's installation Another place
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images
blur my mind
a lavaform
of thoughts
flow
as rivers
carved through fields
meander
to the sea-
ebb,
then flow
as flotsam
lie
filtered
on my page
It keeps rolling in
soft waves slowly returning
the flotsam and jetsam
of a fading life
shredded
during a forgotten journey
seeking to follow
long erased footprints
through the ever-shifting
sands of time
three
dimensioned
facade
incorporating
the
commonplace
flotsam
& detrius
of the
every day
brush
hand
&chisel
of
conscious
. manipulation
Mallards sleepily dabble
in a smudge of water.
Then an emerging sun flares
from its coatless face.
Like dipping ducks,
muddy shadows dive
under mounds of stalky flotsam.
Vista’s crack open
their levees of light.
Trash, garbage, waste, refuse, flotsam, debris…
So many terms for what we agree
is unneeded, unwanted, eminently disposable
From a putrid seed humans hail
~ magnificently growable
Intimate, but only so cozy
passionate, but just to a point
What once seemed rosy
forever disappoints…
When kisses no longer breathe
and emotions cease to seethe
What remains to recover
‘cept the flotsam in the gutter
A storehouse of diamonds
mired in human flotsam
be it on the sea, on land
or the alleys of Amsterdam
Each gem a rough jewel
yearning to be polished
The world heaves a sigh ~
as they fester impoverished
MACABRE
Mayhem like flotsam wood.
Metropolis types out:
Murder. Victim floating -
Marred, strapped to slot machine.
Macabre tourist sight.
Mountains blue, green and RED,
Malice toward fellow man.
2nd Place
4/19/2017
Pleiades Form - M contest
shipbuilder’s nephew
. . . . flotsam and jetsam of culture
drifted and piled haphazard
a finger-drawn life structure
while all the smells of fish and wrack
and shipwrecks linger anew
around this jumbled stack
a shipbuilder’s nephew . . . .
Flotsam
and jetsam,
in abstraction-
stranded in the painter's
mind's eye
Inspired by John Pipers Beach object 1937 a construction.
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He, the lighthouse beacon
keeping harm at bay
I, the wind tossed ship
in a violent storm near the quay
Lightning flashed, his strobe dimmed
On jagged rocks I ran aground
Flotsam floating from the wreckage
the tragic night I drowned
Shoe leather sidewalks
Shadow cast skywalks
Hosts a bevy of ghosts
The long summer heat
Torch blue collar feet
Soles roasting coast to coast
Gothic museums
Gold colosseums
Unsheathes the royal wreaths
Flotsam and Jetsam
Worn Skechers gets 'em
Souls bleeding in the weeds
the more I love
the less I say.
no speech
out of reach
but I can see
on the sea,
like flotsam
drifting away,
one of us is
drowning!
drowning!
one of us is
drifting away,
like flotsam
on the sea,
but I can see
out of reach
no speech
the less I say
the more I love.
Shipwrecked
A great poet
I'm probably not
A brilliant writer
The same response
My own best Critic
the job I've got
Yet the words float
to the surface
In my mind's cesspool
Of self doubt
My fingers swim
Tapping buoyant words
Flotsam and jetsam
That survived
my shipwrecked thoughts.