Short Lineal Poems

God moves in straight circles
in rounded lineal
pointless points
at the sharp of blunts

we are slow to catch on

racing about 

on oil and ice 

a fat ass can be

a saving grace

God loves
Thank God...

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DREAM CATCHER (for Andrea)

Lover of the sonnet she
And fond also of Etheree
Has her certain way with words
That one may catch semantically

I ken she is a kindred soul
Our lineal eddies mingle    flow
And seek out those who listen close
That we all might dream-catching go...

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No path is limited, to one mold
fits all journeys – no footsteps a
lineal trail followed or forged~our individual
universes a swirl of infinite mazes, each one 
the Father and Mother of 
its own invention...we evolve into
our own accidental and willed offspring.... 

there are no outlets...

even the runoffs, ever further
in.......

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There are no circles 
in life...yet, history 
does seem to repeat itself, 
entering in and out the
same doors of experience—
though each house swept clean 
they are never
fully sanitized.

We are lineal
(my apologies to Einstein)--
past can be viewed, analyzed 
but when observed becomes
a new reality: for nothing is 
what we see, and more 
the example 
of who we are…....

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Night was closing in.
The blind time-
will start eating fire.
A little less than demigods-
they will shuffle on ‘I’ and ‘we’.

An absence-
now speaks, grabbing
the breasts of a nude.
Here lies the god matter:
the lineal descent of creation.

What was holding you
to the unwanted fallout?
The meaning-
of life was same  
as that of death.

A chaos-
will bring the silence of stars.
Let us forget the chest,
till the heart bleeds
and stardust fills your eyes.


Satish Verma...

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