Sunday, December 12, 2010

City Poetry and Commuter Verses

Commuter Poetry and City Verses

 

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The sky has fallen again.

It fell for two days this time

and ran all over the ground in azure rivulets and cerulean streams.

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And puddled up pale blue eyes stared up at a November sky

and cried and cried

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The sky is back again today

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We visited the moon in a

broken down Ford and bought stars to carry home

and raised a tree and set a shining star upon its crown.

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In the window by my seat

I see myself screaming down the road

in the belly of a steel beast

with the fire from the east as a constant companion.

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Watching the Skeleton Rise in the Setting Sun

 

Sliding Down the Concrete Groove like a Pinball

 

Concrete Shores on an Asphalt Sea

 

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Desert Moon Poems, Desert Moon Poetry, Desert Moon Verses

By poetryman69

Window Rock. Stone poetry for 090909. What rises from the desert under the moonlight.

Water Wizards

Stone Poetry

Twilight Poems and New Moon Poetry

Desert Dreams

Atacama Desert

Angelic Verses

Queue the Sunset

Dusk Like a Dying Mirror

Copper Moon

Harvest Moon (Oct)

Harvest Moon,Long Hair Moon,Ten Colds Moon,Falling Leaves Moon, Hunter’s Moon,Blood Moon,Wine Moon,Travel Moon,
Spirit Moon,Snow Moon,Shedding Moon,White Frost Moon

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Beaver Moon (Nov)

Beaver Moon,Tree Moon,Poverty Moon,Trading Moon,Falling Leaves Moon, Freezing River Moon,Snow Moon,Frosty Moon,Fog Moon,Oak Moon, Mad Moon, Storm Moon,Dark Moon

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Cold Moon (December)

Cold Moon,Night Moon,Respect Moon,Peach Moon,Twelfth Moon, Big Winter Moon,Ashes Fire Moon,Oak Moon,Long Night Moon,
Popping Trees Moon,Running Wolves Moon,Frost Fish Moon, Finger Moon

The Moon of Long cold nights.  Winter Solstice Moon.

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Moon

Wolf Moon

Snow Moon

Worm Moon

Pink Moon

Flower Moon

Strawberry Moon

Buck Moon

Sturgeon Moon

Corn Moon

Harvest Moon

Beaver Moon

Cold Moon

Twilight Poems and New Moon Poetry

Prediction for 10/10/10

Prophesy for Sept 11, 2010

Dictionary of Dreams

Racing for the Sunrise under an Electric Moon

 

It is near dawn and I have just been shot out of a cannon

A typical commute,

paying some Spaniard

for the right and privilege to drive 80 miles an hour through the heart of Dallas.

The tollways takes its toll as speeding commuters squirt out onto surface streets

like steel blood loss under sodium vapor lamps burning mercury.

I rose up 18 floors into the executioner’s song of a sunrise.

On the way to pour hot caffeine directly into my veins

I peer out through the fleeting dark at a jeweled city

rising from slumber.

Giant buildings eat people disgorged from buses

only to spit them out again when the day done.

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A Catchment full of Moonlit Water

 

A misty river in a mossy vale

A catchment full to the brim of moonlit water

Lichen covered boulder worn smooth by time and water

Knee deep in the dragonfly grasses

Barren beach on a cold lake

Ribbed dry bones of the earth

a place of water ages past but  alas, it flows no more

Staccato cliffs like shattered bones and broken teeth

Twisted shoals mired in milky mist

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