Lost Word Play Poems

Zounds!
longing for a 
merciful descent into 
the terminal ground 
where smoky eyes
semi-watch
streams of
semi-(dis)information
exhaled from
smoking brains
on a mission
to search &
deconstruct

ticking clocks
taunt
timely bombs
lost in 
purple blobs
of
orange haze
awaiting
purging...

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Blissed out on soothing alpha waves,
Bewitched by fabulous fiction,
Accepting anything with clever diction
Crooned by fabulists, charlatans, and knaves,

Sitting in a basement, unseen,
Parroting drivel on a...

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I me my
I watch myself sigh-
you leave no room for me
my tears comfort each other in exploited agony

I me my
I see nothing in the sky
You...

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he dusted the album-
a memory of love
trickled down his cheek...

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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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Little Miss Muffet loved her curds and whey,  
give me a box of cereal with cold milk and I will be on my way....

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When we set out on a road trip
We didn’t stick to the old script
And were gladly amazed
And rarely unfazed
Hitting strange towns though some were skipped

We...

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I find small groups of words huddled
Bound together and befuddled
Their meanings over time now muddled
Yellowed lies of passing dogs now puddled

Others rant, claim they’ve been...

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I pushed at the open door
no sound
just darkness inside. 
Dust filtered my
nostrils, 
    a mustiness of lost years
inhabited my senses. 

A loose...

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Feeding the nestlings she came up an inch-worm too short.

Soggy ink-stained signs muttered in the rain.

The old cat caught the scent of a mouse.

A cat...

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SEPTIMAL light witty tristich with seven syllables & an integral title

COME CLOSER

was Seurat
making a 
point

ART TROUVE
lost & found
upon the
beach...

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 In the realm of self-interest, a curious soul,
Could not adhere stamps, sans wit owning a role.
 His tongue, like a rover in arid terrain,
Lingered...

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rose bloom set afire
flame offense chars love most dire
fray'd woe fuels grief pyre






...

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There are not many places
where I haven't been
Few cities or countries
I wasn't once in

And you'll likely find
that I'm hardly at home
I'll cite some examples
of areas...

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Where would my reason come from?
My purpose for rising at dawn – for risking my heart,
For giving a part of my smile, a part of...

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