Short Machinations Poems

Miss Molly Morland might meet her modern mate Mark Martin, a maverick man, who mostly masters making multiferous machinations to make mellow amour with this maudlin maiden beside a mighty mazy mountain made of mossy moraine....

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Decorum walking on stilts
There's a train station beckoning you goodbye
Young Bobby is talking adamantly
he has lost his chance

Your hallmark has lost its sheen
paper machinations,
a wave of apprehension
out out of time
prepare to meet your maker...

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... those who “no”, don’t speak…
... those who don’t “no”... can do anything…

A mechanism persistent
Expose machinations consistent
With hidden truths…
Bits of Data Access the CRUD
Breaking it down into fluid roots
Morphotic frame.works to reboot......

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RUMINATIONS
sentiment
   glimmer
in
primitive
  gatherings
approach
  then
turn
desert
&continue
to decay
&rot

soon forgotten
reposing
in
a breadth
of fine mesh
piled high
with
translucent
half-visions
beyond
the quaint
mottled
 machinations...

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Jenny eat her probiotics
eating foreign leaves
chewing on the cud
the machinations of the wise
foreleign days
back lit 
She is braver each day
said she hadn't the time to choose
but she still believes
in the duty of self improvement
A message to the earnest
she find her garland summer...

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Our bells rung 
Our books shut
Our candles blazing

Water will not protect us
Nor houses keep us safe

Love knows no impasse
It's egress assured

The coldest cockle warms
And the most brave shudders

Love demands submission
The answer is to bow

For we revel in its fetters
Delighting in our erotic machinations...

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“Destiny” implies
a controlling external force - 
the random positioning of planets in solar orbit,
or the mysterious machinations of a spurious spirit in the sky - 
both impressively improbable and laughably unlikely.
Occam’s razor slashes!
And free will is the last rational refuge standing...

September 14, 2020...

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Dark..in depressions grip
   on an unending nightmarish trip

Dark..as thoughts unsaid,
   in machinations dread

Dark...as the human soul
   as transgressions take their toll

Dark...as a solar eclipse
    in life's sudden apocalypse

Dark...as  moonless night,
    without a bright guiding light

Dark...as the hour before dawn-
    how will hope be reborn...

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Paper machinations
steam blase
A lineage of a story
gives blurry eyed account
Velvet accorance
the seats are tweed


Whilst those bewailed on newspaper lined bench's
steal sleep
Tramps in grey silhouette
chew on dead cigars

Sequenced starlets
cruise soothsayers in Marylebone 
Dancers kick their manniquet stance
worship the jaws of night
turn grey in disown...

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I rested on a beam of light
In between sleep and night

Journeying far
Beyond far flung star

All as it seems
Between light and dreams

Galaxies and constellations
My own machinations

Dreams, half a world away
Light, tomorrow and yesterday

Dreams and light
I travel far in to the night

Once upon a dream
Once upon a night

Light upon my bed
Dreams, in my head...

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I rested on a beam of light
In between sleep and night
 
Journeying far
Beyond far flung star
 
All as it seems
Between light and dreams
 
Galaxies and constellations
My own machinations
 
Dreams, half a world away
Light, tomorrow and yesterday
 
Dreams and light
I travel far in to the night
 
Once upon a dream
Once upon a night
 
Light upon my bed
Dreams, in my head...

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aka
   ~ 'Where's my $1.2 million, Gov?! ~


  Governor Newsom won't back reparations
  Says they are so much more than
    'mere' financial machinations ... 

  A 'committee' made a fool of La-La-Landers
  with $$$$ proposals backed by buckets of sand ~
    Governor Newsom, their phony front-man



  _______________________________________  
  Note: 'DOA' (in the title) = Dead on Arrival...

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Tripped over your intoxication

of a darkly delivered potent punch

flowing in absurd contradictions,

wallowing mid drunkenly exhilarated

gulps of denial's cursed vintage,

swallowing elixir's exhales in a shot glass

engulfing reflection's accelerated fire,

bourgeois Machiavellianism slurs topped

off machinations' idiosyncratic delusions,

'twixt boozy sips of head game’s hungover ego...

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I have no mystical god to pray at,
Nor holy book of prophecies to ease
My nagging existential anxieties.
I have no hopeful dogma in which to invest.
No unseen machinations set to railroad time
That guide my own awareness of the void.
But I can speak to the universe,
This thing I observe,
And it will answer in its way,
As it sees fit.
So long as I have work to do
And water to drink,
I’m good with that.
Tat tvam asi....

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To the self appointed patricians of government

Take back your schemes
Take back your doles
What makes you deem
That I was one of your proles

I may have needs
Wishes it’s true
Keep your snake oil and beads
I’ll get along without you

You came along with all your clever machinations
Supported and all paid for by enforced donations

So take back your dosh
We’ll make no fuss
Just remember by gosh
You got it all from us...

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She is a self-made intrigante
equipped with the tools of her trade:
a beautiful body and Brains.
Auburn hair dangles like a skein,
loosely draped over both shoulders.
Envious women condemn her,
men find her Irresistible.
Machinations are her forte.
Like an international spy
each complicated , cunning scheme
is an executed science
without the use of any force.
I should know, I am a victim
of her notorious intrigue....

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Boring (...) 
.... 
I closed the windows, turns off  the lamps.. 
And leaned on the wait, 
Surrounded by machinations of fear and your name. 
... 
Night is between us and approaching 
Walking  through us as we walk in it. 
Looking for windows in us..
As we look for the exit in it. 
... 
Tremble,oh curtains and contemplate, 
You became a sword fights.. 
The day laugh and dancing on 
The flute soul  and the whining. 
... 
Boring and .. 
The silence  witness and the absence....

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100 
( + ) 
Plus

&

Gaining Steam
Collecting Stream's

Quite a while after
Initial Posting
Critical Editing

Something incessantly Clicked

Machinations Tripped 

And now

It is what it is

And was meant to say

In the very beginning

100
Minus
( 1 )

Call 
999

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101
Poetry

Is there anybody out there

Who can relate or exactly knows and feels
the same 

&

How to do emotive human Math equation 

Both Add & Subtract...

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