Short Paraphernalia Poems

this regalia
spring paraphernalia
bright azalea...

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Addicts spend hollow moments 
inside their secret hideout 
with their paraphernalia 
to abuse substance....

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His mental paraphernalia seemed so profound;
To be a tremendous poet he was surely bound; 
Poems revealing, 
And appealing, 
God had given to Mike while on the Ground.

Jim Horn...

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To go through unbearable torture
such as I;
and he as well.
The confusion,
the hurt,
the anger.
The lies which enveil
every minute of every day.
Were we ever real,
was I only a place to unload,
a place to live and store
your paraphernalia?...

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PARAPHERNALIA
interior
 features
    irrelevant
tendencies
fostered

idiosyncrasies
apparent
 active
     & vibrant
a comprehensive
 selection
modelled
certain
      &fascinating
fashionable
 echoed
shadowy tonal
trends
  reflecting
precocity
of
persona
    &grandeur...

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Dear,
Maiden with two babies
Devoured by its own histrionic intelligent delusion

Of wings and air
You got ragged
It might be true, but

Go pack your paraphernalia
Inside the box as square as your mindset
I speak and you did and nobody else knows what we said

Them surmissing,
Isn’t that what you want?

Perfect.
And we will never meet....

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Who are we?
When fame and fortune flicker,
Falter and fade.
Will any remember?

Who are we?
As the paraphernalia pale and
Reputations no more enthrall.
Will any recall?

The sum of other's memories?
Or is there more
Days of yore?
More yesterday in store?

Is this all then?
Three score and ten!
Or can life go on?
Does love prolong?...

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A useless piece of paraphernalia
Is definitely the umbrella
It only keeps us dry from the neck up
Not too brilliant there fella

I suppose there are people out there
Think it's the cat's meow
Hop skip and a jump down life's lanes
Doesn't look too highbrow

Must be more common in rainy regions
Closer to the equater
Parts of the world rains are common
Umbellas were created

...

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Diluted ink blots,splashed
at random on the canvas
mingle with improvised 
calligraphic doodles.
Spontaneous accidental drips,
by drop,across the floor,to and
fro.Daubs of paint,pressed upon
the virgin white.Wet,wet colour
soak-stained by a sponge.
Hanging vertical in the hall,a
happening of paraphernalia,
keepsakes from memory's
drawer.Experiences of the moment,
expressed,forever frozen in time

Structured prose verse....

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Diluted ink blots,splashed at random on the canvas mingle with improvised calligraphic doodles. Spontaneous accidental drips, by drop,across the floor,to and fro. Daubs of paint,pressed upon the virgin white.Wet,wet colour soak stained by a sponge.
 Hanging vertical in the hall,a happening of paraphernalia, keepsakes from memory's drawer. Experiences of the moment, expressed, forever frozen in time


Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2013...

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Stuff

The paraphernalia of life,
Memories collected,
Emotions rejected,
Gathered over time

The appurtenances of life,
Possessions collected,
At times rejected
Accessories thought necessary

The accouterments of life
Beliefs collected
Sometimes rejected
Always evolving, always growing

The appendages of life
Friends collected
None rejected
Perhaps at times disconnected

The stuff of life
Constantly collected
Intermittently rejected 
Yet cherished wholeheartedly...

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