"adverbial" poems
Here he comes
The elliptical young guy
Shaky
Anchored in his
Interrogation wood
An interjection hanging chest
Pieces of the night between backquotes
Certainly
He lived glory days adverbial
Between clouds of exclamation
Today, he lies circumflex in itself
Barefoot. With faltering feet
About oval ellipsis.
Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
~~~
reaching hard for words
~~~
enter tip toeing,
the loudest noises off,
save for a silent, seriously-forming smile,
re-designing your face,
while in the orbit of early morn,
mapping your return to the planetary
bed
all the while,
observing her
while closeted, comforted and cloaked,
upon their/his
landing zone bed,
honing your return re-entry voyage
home
the blonde in her traditional,
sleep arms slung in wilding, disarrayed
repose,
and
her breathing stride,
regularized and still,
yet so humanly unpredictable
wild ride
and your are surprised
by surprising yourself,
once again,
that you're in this position,
when an unforced, yet an enforceable,
warm hearted girl-glad,
chest centric?
envelops and coddles
and yet
shocking you,
that this never-expected-gift is capable of being felt
at in over up outside inside
below across beneath above and the
all encompositional prepositional,
throughout
forms of its own accord,
not asking permission,
to exist within
your body that not so long ago,
forgot where it kept
the
how-to manual
and you,
obligatory poet,
noblesse oblige,
try reaching hard for,
top shelf, newly combinated,
adjectival adverbial nouns and
verb words
to encapsulate this
shocking development
but finding none,
save for the the silent, seriously-forming smile,
busy re-designing your face,
quiet like,
it,
thunder claps slaps
in your mind
enough!
*your smile is
this time
self-speaking sufficient
and
there is no need
to reach for words*
~~~
9:03am
The Sabbath
1-15-16
nyc
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 9:42 AM UTC
hello again odd-book,
been a minute since
breathless words have
fallen here. since this
hand struck words from
self-interred meter. and
longer still since pen-
aided conception has glown
through adverbial muck.
and again odd-book,
with pages of many facet,
resentment is not found
when returning to
the Universal.
repentance with slurred
words – with qualming hands –
never again to feel necessitation
when returning home. when
returning with seriousless
vanity to witness some re-
flection of age since past.
and here odd-book,
has been created metic-
ulous noise. here has been
beauty expressed, alongside
glory’s antithesis. here be-
came an ‘I’ that is new,
that is ruined and interregna,
that’s in whole encephalic.
and here again, odd-book,
“i am dandelion,
i am magnolia,
i am albatross."
Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 4:56 PM UTC
Under the lustre Moon
gazes are barbed,
do I really know you now?
At times your trumpet
plays for the days forlorn.
Yet your ruinous music
is confusingly staccato,
others piodiums always knew more,
my confession nonetheless
the adverbial cow will land
somewhere close I hope
to feel your clasp chancre
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC
Hmm, perhaps titled,
aye poem already didst aired
though revisiting said theme
downplayed as thoughts blare
though similar con tent
invariably communicated
sans, trademark pi Seine fishtail career
as applies to other questions,
this chap asks himself,
an immense task I dare
unleash unbounded kickstarting euphoria
within psychic calm'n weal
with a healthy dose of logorrhea
scowl unintentionally reader
mine re: noun verbosity doth ensnare
though oft times obfuscation veils merely
a black hole sun (son) prominence
asthma faux eminence gris
long ago didst flare
aware if chance encounter
in a dark alley coal less sing
burning eyes fiercely glare
yet, an explanation
would be proffered to hear
this penchant spurring confabulation
explaining (feebly) zest
yours truly experiences
expatiating honest to dog ness
figuratively go win west
word ** seeking me own mother lode acquired,
via verse a tile materiel undergoing
electric kool aid acid test
incorporating rigorous (mortise
and tenon constructed) adverbial quest
which wondrous, whirled,
and webbed woven semi colon aided nest
reinforced with double entendre
tongue in cheek jest,
whereby multiple interpretations
(ala mode literary splotchy Rorschach test)
tenants in common beau geste
ma own home spun faux
cambridge analytica gimcrackery defaced book best
bite, with absolute zero
data snatched aye evasively attest!
May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 1:33 PM UTC
pleasant is this adverbial, complimentary-angled accusation,
but a ball masque covering
the huge desert ****** stretches where
water and words are one hundred
days and miles apart, with
no filling station on the navigation app
the relentless sounding silences
reverberate angrily between the cochleae,
spiral staircases to no impulse power space,
the impulse to create needy for a clean sparking,
**** if life doesn’t get in the way,
the responsibility tonnage, the never altered
‘to do’ list that knows only additions and sedition
have come to believe that poetry energy,
cannot be created and destroyed,
so pray the unwritten poem souls
are conserved further, awaiting a rainbow
Noah signal, that the *** of poems
are poet-that a-way, in attendance for me,
in attendance for a parental permission slip
from me, my father, my sons, and the ghost
that has never left but promises,
one day he will, absconding with all the drafts concealed
4/3/19
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 8:46 AM UTC