a semicolon pause

aDarkerMind



a semicolon pause

common salt

commerce brown

hitching ride on a comma's sunny side.

 

where hides

so shall I follow

one hollow man

lollo-rosso red on  uneven keel

picking through the suburbs of a drip

ripping artichoke through the bellows of the veal;

 

where kneels

so shall I beg

a proud horn of circumspect

with a keg of ale

drinking through the torture of a dream;

 

platonic love

white doves of sex are we on a polygraph

masked as blind intruders

on a dim and dull anagrammed ravine.

two slugs are we

performing arts nocturnal jamboree

as dead as night

skipping through the blood of tambourine;

 

how many more of forty-nine

must we

on our grave on sunset boulevard

harbour lights for the scarecrow and the crab

picking through the semen to the tree?

from Big Ben to the square of seventeen

one pound of spit

comic gold

epidural space between the eyes

where spies the grimace

lonely as a cow

where Satan spits his cream and dots his I's;

 

etude in black

sackcloth and poppy

a happy man on crack

no turning back

a bouncing boid

sixteen numbers short of heavens breast.

lemons zest

I love you Pocahontas doll

strolling through the windpipe of my droll

to swallow whole

my Marlon Brando effigy on the thin side of a mule

yuletide and log

a departure lounge for congress in a spin;

 

the gold of 1917

mother natures silver seed

our new home on the sun;

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 7th, 2023 12:59
  • Comment from author about the poem: for Neil Young
  • Category: Sociopolitical
  • Views: 11
  • User favorite of this poem: Teddy.15.
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Comments2

  • Yassin Tamam

    vividly visual, adoring the pauses, the breaks and the deep breaths i can feel while i am reading it. beautifully done

    • aDarkerMind

      thank you very much

    • Teddy.15

      Exquisite poetry throughout. Your last lines kudos.

      where kneels

      so shall I beg

      a proud horn of circumspect

      with a keg of ale

      drinking through the torture of a dream;

      Love this stanza. 🤗

      • aDarkerMind

        thank you Teddy.
        as kind and thoughtful as always.



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