Short Sequences Poems

  WARHOL studied serigraphic sequences simultaneously...

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Green sequin lines leather seats
In a shining emerald limousine,
As a television screen streams
Sequences of the finest of suites....

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Sequences

Are mind 

Constructs..

Connections..

Stories of

Evolution

Emergences

Growth..

Empty words

Flowering

All at once......

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The event horizon of past
melts with the extant in contrast.
Scenes recalled in vivid hues
meandering in mind’s mews;
significance rearranged
and the sequences now changed.
The event horizon of past
melts with the extant in contrast.
...

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When the Rapture cometh
     I will bide my time quietly
Not to the tremors of past consequences,
    but to the calamity of their remorse
    in that inevitable end of sequences
I will rise above life matter-of-factually
reigning in all I have planted and sown...

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I had taken a seat along the sequences of curiosity
When suddenly my mistress dawned
Her eyes alternating in succession
With the pattern that were mine

“Hello” was the word that ejected from her lips
Firecrackers had begun ascending
History was being sculpted before us...

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Sequences, of life - as seasons that arouse our sensibilities
Wantonly giving and taking 
It's promise of forever directing our dance
Swirling and twirling 
Inhaling grappling times - as wintry blasts
Exhaling - sighing - as  springtime's daisies smile
Tantalizing our expectations...

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Waves
Signposts of division
Obviousness..
Thoughts arising of
Waves not separate..
Larger ocean constructs
Resonating stories
Initiating spiritual paths
Meditations
Sequences for arrival..
Or..this tsunami 
No separation..full stop
And the magical paths 
Thoughts and
Waves......

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All that was alluring adorned boulevards

‘Twas at the crossroads I became color blind

By pillars of dolor I am marred

All that was alluring adorned boulevards

Devoured within muteness forlorn I whine

Could such sequences be signs?

All that was alluring adorned boulevards

‘Twas at the crossroads I became color blind...

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You return in sequences;
peripheral memories nod
like wire-sprung dipping birds.

Your ruby-dark triangle
the V of your asking,
an opiate of drenched blooms.

I am reprising scenes
cut from any official showing.

Senses lost in a long darkened cinema,
and I cannot make it back
until unscented by your ghost.

Scenes whir on
under closed eyes....

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Setting sun

Splash of burgundy paan-spit
and the paterfamilias nodding off

pink  filial freeness
silhouetted against a crimson feel- flare
(or was it orange flair or even purple fair)

symbiotic exchanges
slapstick sequences

elfin  hemlines and tarty décolletages
catching agoraphobic impulses
homing…


04 aug 13

For Charlotte's contest...

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The clear light
Golden white
A candle flame
Luminosity aims
Upon the screen
Images thus seen
Thought borne
Desires adorn
Unfulfilled desire
Of heart all afire
Choicelessly choosing
Dreams sequences musing
Until the spiralling energy
Becomes calm & sedentary 
Laying it’s head to rest
Within the bliss nest
Wherefrom it arose
From its eternal repose

25-October-2020...

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A con artist scurries

In white shadows

Fickle grooves she casts

In sequences



Imprinted by vainglory

Swift she fleets

Veiled with scars that

Were sequin rich


She spoke of ideologies

Subdued by violet myths

Exuding colorful flavors

Of classic deception



Her tattoos spelled

the wistful vowels of sin

Vexed by the onslaught

Of egregious inceptions...

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It is teachable 
Yet it cannot be found 
The sequences
It is reachable 
Yet it cannot be established 
The formulation
Happiness,

Release those feelings 
As they would not be needed 
It has come
Release that pain
As it would not be endured
It has gone
Freedom,

It is productive 
Yet it cannot be used
The morals
It is constructive 
Yet it cannot be created 
The values
Happiness...

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Smile for the camera
You are about to take the picture
Which one?
The outstanding one
So I decided to smile,

This is just an eye opener
Open those eyes 
This is just a curve ball
Bend with it
This is just a one way path
Formulate those sequences
You are about to finish that sentence,

Smile for the audiences 
You are about to show them
What?
The truth
So I decided to acknowledge myself....

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words evolved
...from...
communication

expressions as
...meaning...
in ones sound

sequences and
...the...
speakers pitch

as music forms
...deep...
within or out it

logics the song
...that...
the singer sings

even today that
...reflects...
sound and mind

its all in how one
...breathes...
a diction-air ease

words of intent to
...message...
more than spelling


stans sand...

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It twists and coils
 under a microscope
double stranded
  the dance of life
in genetic code
  dense with mystery
replicating sequences
  promising secrets ~
in essence of identity



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~SUNSETTING WHISPERS~ 2020

AP: 3rd place 2022

Submitted on April 5, 2020 for contest STRAND POETRY PICK 2 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  HONORABLE MENTION

Posted on July 15, 2019...

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Feelings is something 
That is unexpected 
It makes you think
Love is something 
That is felt
It makes you wander
Categories of falling in love,

These are the days
Of revelations 
Count your blessings 
These are the days
Of knowing 
Count your sequences 
It is What it is,

Unconditional love is something 
That is acquired 
Ask yourself
Trust is something 
That is build
Explore yourself
Categories of knowing yourself...

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I've sat here and thought about muscle cars
Big beefy motors that roar and tyres smokin' hot
And when you see a movie they are the cars of the stars
When the dream sequences come they are the shot

Their colours are red and black as a matter of fact
The leather upholstery is just worn in enough to show
And these are the cars that count - that's the fact, Jack
So hitch up your trousers and know they're the go.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Tease the moment 
Roll that tongue
Feel the sea breeze
Navigate those feelings 
Suck those words
Mesmerize those eyes
Love is in the air,

Is it a romantic gesture?
Is it the one?
Is it the dryness of lips?
Is it love or lust 
Is it real?
Is it the wetness of the mouth 
Am I in love?,

Unleash the passion 
Release those emotions 
Feel your movements
Navigate those sequences 
Suck your pride
Mesmerize yourself 
It is love.
...

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You return in sequences;
as a bit-part in my movie.

Peripheral memories nod
like wire-sprung dipping birds.

Your golden triangle 
the V of your asking,
my mouth to lips intoxication
is an opiate of drenched blooms
that are still not dry. 

I am reprising scenes
cut from any official showing.

I live now in a distant camera lens
and cannot make it back
to those moments
nevertheless,
some scenes whir on
under tightly closed eyes....

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