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Unrecorded

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She flew out of a lark's mouth,
she was high in a cloudless sky.

I had a telescope in my mind
and an old VHS video recorder
for my left eye,
my right eye
had already been blinded
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Categories: unrecorded, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberTidal Excire

...Words captured in amber for all eternity—valued for their unique resilience as the tides of time cannot erode them. Our deeds like skipping stones on water sink in although they go unrecorded; the ri...
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Categories: unrecorded, introspection,
Form: Other



Her First President

...Bondage was good for us.

"Master-me,
you are me taking me.” She was right,
I would lose myself in her.

She’s related to George Washington,
an unrecorded blood tie.

Her flesh is a sensual ...
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Categories: unrecorded, poetry,
Form: Free verse

My ink drips

...In my hand the ink drips, commotional emotions at large , patches has failed. Nails and swords, pierce the hearing ear, fussed drops of lethal dose, push me to the edge, for adrenaline chokes my cons...
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Categories: unrecorded, analogy, art, color, feelings,
Form: Free verse

Poetic Ink

...In my hand the ink drips, 
commotional emotions at large, 
patches has failed. 
Nails and swords, pierce the hearing ear, 
fussed drops of lethal dose, 
push me to the edge, 
for adrenaline cho...
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Categories: unrecorded, blessing, celebration, devotion, poetry,
Form: Free verse



Rural Ghosts

...The chirr of parched insect wings –
bible dust preaching
from long abandoned boots.

Baked into the sky
homesteads linger on the burnt stumps
of exhausted summers.

Dander creaks on dry porch...
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Categories: unrecorded, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Unrecorded

...He is watching an in-flight movie,
staring at it in steerage
as he fades away.

The boarding procedures were too slow,
there were delays.
Tightly stringed tensions
arose between ears and nose....
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Categories: unrecorded, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Lost Valley

...There has to be a sudden sunlight
breaking the mist and clouds.
A shaft of dazzling brightness
that lifts the murk completely
off the landscape.

Conditions must be just so,
then there it is
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Categories: unrecorded, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Mystery Tour

...The guide with his cheesy hat, and colorful umbrella
encourages us to: gather 'round.

His anecdotal spiel is by rote,
his shtick fact-slim and slick,
but it’s also my current gestalt
as I am d...
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Categories: unrecorded, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberThe Tasty Bits

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Initially, I was convinced
that she barked madly at the moon,
enraged to find that tasty bit
of cheese was out of reach again,
diurnal pantomime played out,
quixotic tiltings of the mi...
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Categories: unrecorded, appreciation, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Unrecorded Extinction - Cop26 Ii

...She’s not as dramatic as a hurricane or forest fire
Just someone’s old mother
Arranging her daily dignity
In an unrefrigerated apartment

She’s got a cushion chair
An oxygen tank
A bed
Her to...
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Categories: unrecorded, death, earth, environment, farewell,
Form: Free verse

Antediluvian

...On site of this forgotten Babylon
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in this annihilated place
What strange creature’s kin
to inhuman race
Dwell deep in antediluvian hells 
Uncanny th...
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Categories: unrecorded, allah, allegory, allusion, analogy,
Form: Free verse

Missing Time

...Focused, concentrating 
 on some random 
   but persistent thought
 riveted in ruminations 
   fixed on point and purpose,
 ponderings deep and dark 
   in retrospective scrutiny;

Aged, anti...
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Categories: unrecorded, appreciation, time,
Form: Free verse

Undeveloped

...He assumed they were just not used
to the intricate mechanisms of a Browning Box camera.
Images of his young life never taken.
An undeveloped child, an unrecorded life.

At aged seven an awkward...
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Categories: unrecorded, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Counting Hawks

...Counting perching hawks
trying to watch what they watch
while a speeding car 
beneath tense feet
races to overtake whatever blocks
each sideways glance.

Fifty percent of all bird songs go unr...
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Categories: unrecorded, poetry,
Form: Free verse

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