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Saturday, November 7, 2009
Settled / Chi Chi
I hid in an art of lies
marvelous error
shaking the QI over
empties and strange
synchronous events
my electronic I Ching
says a dry lake bed
pitfall luminous
water over fire
marvelous error
.
or not! ha!
Friday, November 6, 2009
The Service of Seraphim
Analogue morning angel dust it just is like that: a whistle stop.
No choirs on hills and landscapes of the east end in winter.
A glass for the delema, a song through the cages of coffee cup
thickness and drip prior to advanced dialogues of what's business.
So you have laughable sunrise and raised hawaiin delights
I catch the fog just two stops over and doors open to crowds.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Iron Butterfly
Tell me it's over, your increasing whine, the staggering plovers.
Where the drugs stopped by in a nether world hearse
your copious insight into reasons why I shouldn't be straight,
the ton of sodden weeping, the sorrowful blight in larders of soup.
Truck into the great mansions of paradise, the foul honey drips.
And clocks all set differently ring alarms in the ruins of parenthood.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Esquiga
You swear you heard a knock, you went to the door,
and the wind reminded you of the misplaced children,
the mourning bellow antlers of dusk calling, and
in your heart the living drum is echos of a name:
the last drop of rain..., the place on your shoulder
where a soul rested from an ancient clan of the eagle.
The silence is shadows in the heart, there's a knock
on the door.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Anger
"Anger with its poisoned source...." how mindful the detractors
to embody lust of hatred as its fevered excuse, thoughts damnable.
to breathe the fumes of a veinius shell backed multitude
sidewinding into coils over the way of its venomous feed.
so truck out of time kissing polished words to secure the route
a foulness rot in the flesh of rooms. "that thou must slay, to
weep no more."
Monday, November 2, 2009
Unclosing Valley
Albatross casting fire into dark thick specter valley,
It lent the flame to its long endurance darkness.
I will the omen stroph into nondeception of thickness
Spirit day of souls, a world plans your next pain,
and in not moving the cauldren fosters the change
undying eternal root beyond all limits.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Proton Heat
At history barking the grand complaint for to out the dark rainbow
if money was a crystal equation mask the hall of mirrors distort
convex concave the room is antidote to its velvet crumb shadow
I whistled past the awakening fire and blew the dusty powder
if translation were a vivid clock I knew it was the clutch horse
of that listless iron direction the tracks will never meet conquistador.
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Don Stabler
I like writing and reading poetry very much. there are such "Gods" of literature from this world. I like to share them in the first blog, then my poetry in the second blog, which is attempts at creating, the third blog is ssshhh peaceful.
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