Short Perceptual Poems

preoccupied
queries of the curious
having obligations
but still inquisitive
sceptical...yes
perceptual...possibly

such disparate thoughts
are quickly silenced...

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An infant death of thought!

Lives a feeble mind'

Like deception of perception,

But intolerance is bad reception'


the intensity of the physical,

And the perceptual effect'

Lives you victimized and helpless,


Because a choices of an individual'

Aligned with a given idea..!!!!...

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Vaciado perceptual

Comunidad del mosaico

Romper fonético

Vocablo salpicado


Lenguaje estático

Pulsado a digito

O cucharada en segunda

Onda sónica estacionaria

Dupla a distancia

Monumental manchón magnético


Dos cuartos de habitación

Perspectiva impresa

Sellando células

Texto entre textos

El octavo horizonte

Sólo otra pieza…...

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The moon's face is transfixed,
spellbound, staring, stupefied;
never blinking, never flinching
never looking away.
For Earth has locked the near side of the moon,
to forever face us.
It has locked the far, dark side, 
to forever face away, 
never to look upon us, never for us to see.
The moon's stare is perpetual, habitual, perceptual,
inescapable and unshakable;
always there, forever watching what we do....

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Bouncing across the checker board
I'll captain this ship
Advance or retreat
Something in between

Power holds all the money
Its funny to be upset or
Disgruntled

Synesthesia rampart
As molten sense changes form
Its altered or reborn
A soul in the melting pot
Of Creation

So when its your turn
Ill observe
The movement and assumption
Which battery packed brigade
Made it across the line

Jujitsu in the heart of the city
Street stomping Wall Street papers...

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I once met a man of great integrity.  He was timeless,
with no constraints, restrictions or illusions.  He was to
be as seen, no distortions, with perceptual consistency, 
without misrepresentation or delusion, guiltless, forthright,
sincere, candid, open, trusted, honorable, square, just,
upright, fair genuine, straightforward and frank. He really
was an all-round good guy.  Funny though, for the life
of me, I just can't seem to remember his name......

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my hands loiter slowly, as children take 
sensation in unhurried wonderment,

heralding the realization that almost 
anything can be absorbed by robust 
yet casual chance meetings.  

whatever words I’d choose for this 
mechanism would only adulterate 
as words do. I tug your sleeve, 

you caress the river beneath 
the designated portion, one for one.
is time a flat circle squeezed 

into perceptual illusion? 
does love begin at the fingertip?...

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