Music Surreal Poems

Classical infusion Beethoven’s “ode to joy”
Playing on blaring audiophile speakers annoy 
Purposely looped to destroy vagrants with electronic music
Blends of subversive elements and anxious acoustic...

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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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Emaciated test-tube mutations 
Raised apart in pristine distillations 
Conceived in dexedrine celebrations 
and the crazed, ecstatic inhalations 
of the professor’s choicest pheromones 

Right-angled, inverted, and...

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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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Dreams are a window to the future, real or surreal - poet.

If it was a dream it was like no other,
soft, delicate, with silky feathers
the...

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His eyes glisten like the seas of that color,
Sapphires glowing in the mysterious moments,
His light silences the moon and the stars,
Shining into the promises from...

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NO More day NO More night
Rainy sun and blue moon in the half-light of day
Dancing with green silence
NO more music caught red-handed
by the simultaneous clash...

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Only for a moment, 
Does the wind blow in the frosty fragments,
Like stories woven through the gales,
Erasing the night, the pines
With a beautiful cloak of...

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Ecstatic, electrifying, exhilaration ignites inside,
Inspiring my soul to capture the hope,
Songs echoing on the coast where there is light,
Silent light tossing, trembling, tempting my thoughts,
Into...

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("Corpus Callosum", 2018, original encaustic)

Left Brain Right Brain

The two halves of our brain
exist like opposites in our world
but as wholes within our heads.
Sometimes it seems...

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Like Sunday morning in the pew,
Peace like rain flows over the dreams,
Reassuring, cleansing, calming…
Beauty so gentle and enlightening
Never doubting the warmth of the sun
Who will...

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This is way the flesh ends not in burning or dust
Not in a whimper but a scream
As you see I am an Artiste and such,...

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"The End of America"

remember 
when 
we danced
our fingers 
mapping 
velvet secrets
across scorched
skin whispering
smiles encouraging
a little lovely 
wanton sin 
like we were 
playing keys 
turning our
worlds...

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Let's get wet and wild,
Under the scorching heat of the sun,
Forgetting the stress of the day,
Let's cool off in our briefs,
Skipping the formalities, 
Tossing a...

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Did you hear that pleasing sound?
Or rather a musical note unheard before.
It’s heard when the mind is free
Free from the mundane mental occupancy
The note is...

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