Short Modules Poems

Children like to craft things,
but then they start to grow.
Pretty soon they’re old
and strange things start to show.

Hair in wrong places
Wrinkles on faces
Bulbous modules
Bilious nodules

When adult children retire,
creativity often re-springs.
Even though they got old
they return to the crafting of things....

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Analogy of Life


Faults of
life, might be,
for 
opting some analogy;

Humans earn or
inscribe poem,
or write an ode and earn,
with or lacking a logic, 
and similitude;

But all manifest in 
void and
life becomes a finding,
humans, the modules
and our analogy – 
become elements
to instigate the poison
to irrationalize the self....

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