Short Inorganic Poems
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Concocting words, like a potion,
Like a witches brew, but at times like soda-pop;
Bubbly, sweet, but inorganic, artificial
Like the lies we laze in.
That's life now, huh?
How about that.
SPACE AND TIME
the distance real far
light years away far from me
galaxies moons and suns
radiations rays
life inorganic and stain
terrestrial dew
rainbow shine so bright
morning, noon, evening night rain
galaxies near in site
2/21/18
©2018
Inorganic Landscape
In the corner a young couple smiles
Lights release shadows above cold nights
Outside the autumn taunts the summer memories
Leaves of the old tree knock on the conscience
A girl paints departure in a mirror
A tear goes away in the yellow paper
The food we eat does matter
From natural,organic
We switch to unnatural,inorganic
From inorganic we switch back to organic
Because our bodies do not compromise
Our bodies rule the health kingdom
We pay to touch the wrong switch
Greed and abound always pay in one way or another
And so
Live simple but healthy
Here we are on a huge hunk of rock-
The most inorganic of matters
Yet somehow we've managed to matter enough
So here we live in the cracks and the valleys
Enveloped in our own velocity
Our vitality must charm this rock;
The ocean will swallow us up,
the sky will strike us senseless,
but we've managed to keep
Our heads out of the sand faced up
To the stars
metal beads dropped in
a great jar of liquid glass
will anything grow—
from inorganic kernels
tucked within a sunless hall?
rainbow branches rise
as brittle flames pierce the seas
crystal cores blooming
art and science harmonize
in a forest made of glass
this everyone knows:
plants grow green under the sun
nature teaches still
primordial elements
are mysteries yet unearthed
EXTERNAL ILLUSIONS
images
assigned
&
occupying
the
sensual
phantasmagoria
perceived
feeling
for
form
in
aesthetic
reality
or
pseudo
transcendance
reproduced
& receptive
contemplation
of
fortuitious
transparent
phenomena
analogies
&allegories
of
activities
in
blossoming
perspective
re emerge
impersonal
inorganic
changeless
manifestations
Color me tears
These tears have been recycled-
not an environment saving measure,
they have been repackaged, rebranded,
recycled, reused but not reduced.
Not purified-they contain same organic
and inorganic substances.
My recycled - reused tears
which continue to flow-
from the day of the birthday suit ,to the end.
These gentle tears migrate like bottles in a depot,
Unrestrained, uncontained but never reduced
OH THOSE DAYS,THOSE DAYS.FARMERS FARMED ,YES THEY FARMED NATURAL WERE THE FOOD CROPS,YES NATURAL I SAY. THE TASTE WAS SUPER GOOD,THE CROPS NATURAL IN ALL THEIR MINERAL COMPONENTS. THERE WERE NO [G.M.O] YES THEY CALL IT GENETICALLY MODIFIED ORGANISM,OH WHAT A HARM TO HUMANITY.THOSE DAYS WE FELL ILL ON A SCARCE BASE,TODAY ALL SORT OF DISEASES. THOSE DAYS OH THOSE DAYS,YES THOSE DAYS.STOP THE INORGANIC FARMING MORE HARM THAN GOOD WE HAVE AS A RESULT OF G.M.OS.THOSE DAYS OH THOSE DAYS.