Anything at All

Anything at All

13 January 2017

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Judges Dread

The aligned Misfits

They cloaked Earth

From within

Mantle pieces of darkness

Hung below portraits

 

In pour traits

Waters reflection

The joke lost

April’s fools

We sent them back to the schools

Remembering Time

 

You got trend

Of my misread words

Blinded herds

Miscarried birds

Do I even have to Say

Anything at All?

 

Reading of the Poem: 

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“Nothing has to happen. It can just be. Like it was before you got there. It was just being and then you showed up and said, “It’s happening.” But you never saw the time before. Because you were somewhere else. You were there because things were happening. Just show up. That is all you need to do. Show up. It will happen.”

Nothing has to Happen – Hungry Ghosts

A Joke’s a Joke – Hungry Ghosts

Three Sisters – Hungry Ghosts

 

 

The Devil is in details

The Devil is in details

14 February 2016

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The vultures

Tired dark buzzards

Hungry pair

She had hair

He had all but a tight crop

More akin to a mop

 

They flew high

On their senseless greed

Death doth feed

These creatures

Hidden in despair’s darkness

Black words their prowess

 

Drip by drip

Intelligence fed

In doses

With slow words

Dictation manure for bred

In pots with roses

 

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Ink to dry

Faces sweet that lie

Grimacing

Rubbing faults

In misheard treasures hunted

Off the grammar’s scales

 

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The fools’ vain

Interpretation

Intent slain

The pair split

Twice the share’s unholy kit

Bleak fraternity

 

He went North

She headed down South

Where her mouth,

She belonged

The Devil is in details

Sadness wails me pails

 

Three can play

Only one can rule

In valleys

Of the blind

They say the subject is fool

One-eyed King scurries

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Everybody’s fool – Evanescence

Going under – Evanescence

Driving with the Devil – Brasher Bogue

Happily ever laughter

Happily ever laughter

1 September 2015

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Mocking hill stood stark

Against pains of memory

That stretched envy green

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Bluebirds flew silent

Into cages that shut light

Delicate bones snapped

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Feather by feather

The peacock loses glory

As the swamp moves in

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A stretch of time’s wings

Borrowed from ancient black caves

Where noises spun dark

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Silver coins drop

Exchange is in losses’ weights

I will read your fate

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Hop to the music

Twist of luck for you hunchback

Quasimodo heals

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Hold hands with puppets

Heart reeling with the strings’ pull

Pearl by pearl stitch souls

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Adorn fools’ beret

Step dancing into the jig

Smile is for wearing

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Grimacing heart’s ache

Twitched and writhed in irony

Happily ever laughter

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