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"monocles" poems
Throwing smoke at scarlet monocles, roots grow from the inhospitable grounds, temperature flush, heart beat quicken, rep tulips, burnt rose petals, hunted by time, mischief drought, we choke. we drown. Callused is history, in a rock on a thought.
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Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 12:10 AM UTC
sandcastle doorways;
We can run together in a reality of our own, Built upon the notion that such one can exist, Chasing white rabbits with golden pocket chained watches, We can see were the wild things are And ask all the questions we’ve hidden sheepishly under our beds. We can open closet doors and discover new adventures, Greeted by a lamppost which we can light by hand, Matches burning to reflect what we see, As we peer in awe into the looking glass. We exist together, forever and always, Finding out who’s on top of that small speck of dust, Confronting him with a “Why hello there young mister!” And then bid him a polite adieu. Tip our top hats to mystery men in monocles, Slow dance in the rain as if not a drop will strike us, As devious cats watch gleefully with sly smiles, We turn gracefully in time to the cadence of the storm. This place is one we can escape to, The ladder into the land of many, Somewhere we can call our own, And exist as if this can mean to be, Where men hide behind their mustaches And children gallivant in their sand castle worlds, But we can simply stay here, my dear, Among what can be perceived as basic and unforgiving, But that’s the way the cards are dealt to us, And we make do. Here we can exist as we are meant to be.
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Oct 27, 2011
Oct 27, 2011 at 10:19 AM UTC
Card Houses and Rabbit Holes
Je danse au milieu des miracles Mille soleils peints sur le sol Mille amis Mille yeux ou monocles M'illuminent de leurs regards Pleurs du pétrole sur la route Sang perdu depuis les hangars Je saute ainsi d'un jour à l'autre Rond polychrome et plus joli Qu'un paillasson de tir ou l'âtre Quand la flamme est couleur du vent Vie ô paisible automobile Et le joyeux péril de courir au devant Je brûlerai du feu des phares.
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Parti-pris
I’ve always been Of the mindset Anything That becomes prevalent becomes diminished. I’ve earmark my stamina For allocating love and Remolding the monocles Of a culture that glorify itself On being barbarian and unstained I want to be that rare healing Salve that when I write The hearts and minds Of others are soothed and healed I’ve noticed, it’s increasingly difficult to stride through life Without enduring battle wounds From disappointment , failure Crisis , judgment and brokenness . I rebuff to be a prevalent setting Rather a squishy and mending spot That sits with the broken , sees them Mend and help them rise through My expression of love.
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Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 5:18 PM UTC
A Needle In A Haystack
*vegetative spaces give comfort and shelter under canopies of love we exist for each other fellow humans givers of luminous beauty old fashioned swings are calling you duty is discovered in veritable confinement all our solitude is hurried and hoarded by hired soldiers who store their food in cupboards can you buy a second chance in the world of men many are left wandering while their mother loves them and holds their hands until the day they rise again sever your heads from lust, greed and revenge for envious lives are perverted open the sky to see through the dryness inside of you are two eyes who forgot that their mind’s origin lies beyond the five senses straight and narrow through the eye of the needle relativity curves like a balloon thought is escalating and elastic accelerating into diamond vortexes drastic measures are called for go under cover and threaten to email the relatives of police chiefs and officers to tell them the twin towers have only just fallen down while you stroll country lanes in respectful amusement to the noticeable lack of resistance the attitudes of confusion impenetrable by the eye are highly persistent what if the irony is simply that the iris is forever isolated from itself*
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May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 3:03 PM UTC
the ironic chronicles of human follicles wearing monocles