Short Rayed Poems
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A boy called Dapo
Egocentric fellow
Girls howl in July's kisses
Lies, monthly nursed
Of purple quills rinsing sweet tales
Universally versed with X-rayed
Youthful Zeal
MOONLIGHT LOVER
Silver slippered moonlight glides over the glade
Kisses the birches as they shine
Tastes the stream ripples rayed
And drinks deep the shallow sea’s brine.
MOON LOVE
On silver slippers moonlight
Glides over the glade
Kisses the birches as they shine
Dips in the shellfish pool bright
Drinks up the stream ripples rayed
And tastes the shallow sea’s brine.
Zillion youths x-rayed when videotape unravel
the security risk, questioning people’s obligation ,
not many leaders know juvenile involvement
hoist great fellows ,excluding dangerous criminals
being adjudged .
expiring experienced excited and enticed enthusiastic emus
extracted exact experimental explosives from exfoliated flues
exasperating exam-free extraterrestrial expedition views
extraordinary x-rayed exclamations exuding as clues.
Day bringer with a crown of rayed sunshine.
Artist of the Spring.
Nuisance of the gardeners lawn.
Delight beneath the child’s chin.
Envoy of wishes and dream flights.
Luscious wine font.
Ignoble hero of nutrition.
Ornament of flower chains
Nutritious salad fare.
A BEAUTY CAN'T DENOUNCE EVER FERVENT GOAL, HIGH ITINERANT, JOYOUS, KINETIC, LOVELY, MARKED, NEAT, OPEN, PICTURESQUE, QUIET ROAD SHOWING THE UNKNOWN VENUE WITH X-RAYED YEARNING ZENITH
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Fifth Place win in:
Contest: Nature's Bounty by John Freeman
Nother round of fun at hospital. I was x-rayed, y-rayed, cat-scanned, dog-
scanned, sun tanned, lobotomized, hypnotized, capitalized, cross eyes. All copd
and heart failure again. no sleep 4-5 days. didn't eat for 3. just couldn't breathe.
c'est la' vie. it's the way it is, and gotta grin and bear it. Later'.
Heckled by winds, like the rabble
Of royal upsets of times
Summer, from his throne-chair of
A gold-rayed backing
What's yet true in minions' trill
Hears his homage in.
With his robes of former glories
Unravelling leaf by leaf
Summer, in what hangs dark for
Abdication's threat
A sky of crow now outlines.
Starlings' cloud-like net.
6/6/12
I've unfolded you upon a screen
But what I see is confusing
All of what I know is gone
Has fled from the life of this scene
Your light has darkened into off-white
And my mind is raking in doubt
Everything on the outside is erased
Has sadly taken flight
You are perfectly displayed
Nothing dislocated, disclosed, dismayed
You are perfectly X-rayed
But some rays have gone astray
You appears as you are
And always will be
Great day in the morning!
I can hear freedom bells ringing;
I can see liberty waving on the horizon;
I can smell the sweetness of equality;
I can taste the aroma of liberation,
and can feel the warm embrace
of the tinkling unity of it all.
Above the rayed rainbow of life,
the spiraling smoke of peace rises;
below her arch, love roots itself,
and the universe smiles her beauty:
surreal moments have limits; reality, none.
The lunatics finally did it
And it’s gonna drive us all wild
A man has an x-ray in the NHS
They will ask if he may be with child
Picture the scene, it’s almost obscene
If x-rayed at some later date
They’ll ask if I’m pregnant and I will say, “No…
But, Doctor, I am a bit late.”
The doc’s chin will drop to the floor
The unborn rank high in their fears
He’ll ask me, “How late?” And I’ll calculate…
“It’s something like sixty-five years!”
still the same
still holding séances in batholes
still thrumming
and still drumming on my tinderbox
still letting the copycat days
kill themselves over and over
the angels are on strike
all over the Mandrake Mountain
still the dawn
is covered with cobwebs
of cold marine graveyards
still the dusk
is X-Rayed through our bones
still I exist
even though it feels I don’t
painted on the mouldy wall
just a part of a still life scenery