Dream Surreal Poems

"Artificial Iris"


Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere;
the dream was eerily familiar, 
the words and their meanings, read in Syntax,
once read between pages of hardcopy...

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"Hieronymus Dipped"


The neurochip sucked me like a lollipop ... mind first into the dream,
squeezed my thoughts out like tubes of candy coloured toothpaste
all over the...

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On the edge of the leaf, spinning,
Out of control, glistening
Slowly dancing – a waltzlike trembling,
glad to see the hesitation of colors,
graceful as sun’s reflection on...

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I remember having gone to bed a little tired,
And soon fell into a deep sleep.
Night chill prickled my skin.
I felt unusually light.
Wasn’t sure what had...

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The grim reaper casted his scythe 
The hurt was real from the slit 
The black smoke capped the dark of night 
There's not even a...

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The girl and her smile straddle the rainbow
neon hair the fluid cascades of northern lights
seafoam cloak the ripples outgrown by the shore
she adores the breeze...

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A little over a year ago, I tripped over a crack in the sidewalk in front of our house. The fall resulted in a badly...

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In the attic of your heart, they dwell,  
Like forgotten relics in a spell,  
Their whispers soft, a distant stream,  
In the...

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whirling, twirling, swirling clouds in a liquid sky
mother says be careful dear, have some tulip pie
mongrels, thieves and vagrants dream of life beyond the sun
daddy...

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During a bad storm one night I turned on my television
Grey and black flickering lines appeared, obscuring my vision
I went outside and saw the aerial...

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Natural death licking aims
Now our bleach seasons heirs
And the pubis of public lore

Intrauterine spinning blue dream cream
Roils rushing a rock star’s semen searching 
For golden...

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In shot snap seconds, everything changed.
The horror was sudden -
a shatter-shower of bullets
bouncing off rock.
The picnic I'd laid so carefully
blew apart - black olives
tossed into...

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Song of Solomon 4:6 (KJV) “Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to...

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musings 
 past & present
 linger long
    perspective
 changes all
mellowness
   of memory
   gathering 
dust
brooding
in
  a contemplation
so
vulnerable 
...

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       SURREAL

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