Poetry 365 | Day 341-350 | Pieces

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Pieces

(I)

Segmented relapse into stagnant time
Left alone to bob, right at the end--
Because time was small
And my force of being was big.

Empty--

Emptied out,
Flowing…
Into a meld of space left off to the side
Vacated with loss
Vacated with trepidation
But vacated with the flow---
All about the flow now.

Flowing

--Stephen Martin, 12/9/19

(2)

Lying;
The days don’t line up perfectly-
The ritual abused
Abandoned,
But not forsaken.

Triumph

--Stephen Martin, 12/10/19

(3)

Defeated:
Happy & content to be
Knowing…

The lining up has been achieved
And so the ritual is naught.

--Stephen Martin, 12/11/19

(4)

Around my sun field
I spin about a micron,
Palpating with each second
Like a beating drum of ears
Of corn…
Stripped from their husks--
Waiting for butter.

And you!
My dear one--
My traveler,
Have made it to the end!

--Stephen Martin, 12/12/19

(5)

Adjacent adjunct
You are my something more
My edifice of edict:
Calling me to new heights
Jumper of night trains
Jump now!

Meet me in Philadelphia

--Stephen Martin, 12/13/19

(6)

Best ones--
The best ones await
I have broken the love funnel,
Cast it aside
To open the narrow vision
Inside & outside
My beast…

It’s OK NOW
The color red is OK NOW
I am a seed of merriment
Fun-

For everyone
/ involved

--Stephen Martin, 12/14/19

(7)

A chariot!

I ride a silver chariot
Into my eyes
Into the eyes of a child
A night child
A dilettante
A spanking away from--
Deliverance.

My eyes are rubies
They sit in a house
Far away from all others,
Spinning & laughing:
Not at the crazed silence

But at the dazzling stars
And the beater buckets of bolts
& screws
That came loose

Long ago

--Stephen Martin, 12/15/19

(8)

Jericho!
The walls are made of malachite
Brittle & waiting
For a force---

Are you that force?
With your installed ways
Given & regiven
Age after age

Awake

--Stephen Martin, 12/16/19

(9)

Asleep

The eyes of giant babies
Stick shut
From baby glue--

Open them with tweezers:
Carefully plucking
Boogers
From the lashes bound

Shut

--Stephen Martin, 12/17/19

(10)

The end is nigh--

I’m just a guy..
A guy who likes wine & poetry.

Amen

--Stephen Martin, 12/18/19

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Day 1

In a nutshell, post your poetry below for consideration in my monthly, online, blockchain, poetry journal.

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