Tag: surreal
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November 07, 2009 07:00 PM EST --
Surreal Circus Photo Competition
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Fairies in the Garden
Image 02
Across the Burning Pit to Hell's Gate
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November 07, 2009 12:12 PM EST --
I went off, because today’s cereality was at its highest. This Dallas, Texas high school scholar was M.I.A. from a Home Depot Kids’ workshop, and that was fine with me because . . .
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November 04, 2009 11:56 AM EST --
It was almost always never mentioned.
That lasting moment of frozen liquid lighted darkness.
The forever void that I have forgotten to remember.
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November 06, 2009 08:46 PM EST --
Yesterday I played with my camera. I started outside in the front of the house. I love the colors of Autumn.
Then I went to the back yard. The new persimmon tree on . . .
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November 07, 2009 08:37 PM EST --
Flesh of an apple
A drop of red; stains earth; proves gravity;
grows up as a sprawled tree; bears alluring,
glistening fruits I have brought for you at this
sickbed. . . .
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November 04, 2009 01:56 PM EST --
I cannot breathe while suffering suffocation dysfunction
Turn away when political bugs of confusion splatter against my brain.
I so inhale your words and what you . . .
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May 01, 2009 09:12 PM EDT --
Dada asked for the strawberry jam; and I handed him what was closest.
He hawked and squawked and drew a condescending eye.
"Good, God, boy! Not that bourgeois rendering from some retailer's . . .
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August 18, 2009 01:33 PM EDT --
Transcendent truths rapture psyche
Casting waves of ethereal beauty
Thoughts and words poetically sing
As gods unveil palaces of delights.
Life extending through melodious spheres . . .
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January 23, 2008 06:32 PM EST --
Surreal
Anxiety
Emptiness swirls
Like a vapored fog
Enclosing
Smothering
Crushing
No breath
To obtain
Sinking
Yet caught
By loving arms
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July 31, 2009 06:41 PM EDT --
to my friend from India , K.Poddar
I see each page of poems that you will write
For we have dreamed in truth sometime before.
I breathe in life as you, the air of . . .
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August 02, 2009 05:06 PM EDT --
(actually all poets and poetry lovers are invited)
Shall we sit within the coffee shops and bars
And talk about all things from apple skin to Czars?
Express a subject then pass 'round . . .
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August 09, 2009 07:34 PM EDT --
I must protest this earthly tomb of woe
There is no reason proven why we age
Madness is the only cure I know.
Fallow . . .
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October 06, 2009 05:03 PM EDT --
Who am I that I might be
That others define just who I am
Perceiving me as how they are
We're all from male and femme.
Someone may say that I . . .
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April 28, 2009 10:41 AM EDT --
I was mussing the other day while a gruesome headache held me hostage. Remember Proust and his remembrance of things past? I do! Every time I let my mind wander, I think of my own olfactory . . .
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August 05, 2009 06:35 PM EDT --
Weary timelessness of nothingness may ever
Meteor across the skies, my barren eyes to blur
In blue flames of sorrow beneath a widow’d star
To burn . . .
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October 03, 2009 01:07 AM EDT --
Inanna of the eight pointed star
Goddess of love and war
Ride high with lions
Your name be glorified
In the temples of east
May your pure heart
Keep all rites pure.
Zuen, the moon-god . . .
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April 28, 2009 11:53 PM EDT --
She had always known that she belonged to Winter. The frozen landscape, numbingly beautiful, sang to her in the same way that songbirds serenaded those who belonged to Springtime. She . . .
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July 28, 2009 06:04 AM EDT --
s omewhere beyond Capuchin,
a menagerie makes camp:
its Wagon of Technicians
has a swiftly lowered ramp
for their latest steal (from catacombs)-- . . .
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October 31, 2009 02:22 PM EDT --
The gelded English fairy robbed us of its fearfulness
A plaything of the imagination, a dream transposed
And when the shadow of the beloved crosses the garden . . .
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August 18, 2009 05:35 PM EDT --
Set fire to my soul that I may see forever
Seek silence that I may hear your voice
Rest gently in the spaces between my words
Wash me in sacred waters and consume . . .
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