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Rated: GC · Book · Personal · #2123453

GI100 Book #2...random attempts at poetry.

A second attempt at "Give It 100!Open in new Window., since the first one ("100Open in new Window.) turned out pretty well even though I didn't complete it within 100 days.

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These are just rough sketches and ideas that are barely a little more rounded-out...they're not perfect but they're gonna be good enough to share here at least. Your comments, support, and words of encouragement will be greatly appreciated!


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Best Poetry Collection
July 4, 2017 at 7:06pm
July 4, 2017 at 7:06pm
#914746
7-3-17


too many people
too many people hiding in plain sight
hiding in plain fright
unaware          what's happening
         surroundings          surrounders
radar under radar
the inmate and the guard          i am
throwing bilateral darts
too many people
too many          people
         under siege          out of control
in demand          of control
hand to hand to hand          combat
at war          i am
watching faithlessly          fake news
plainspoken lie = truth
         time          demands time
unreciprocated too
         many people
too many people
         here
July 4, 2017 at 7:14pm
July 4, 2017 at 7:14pm
#914748
7-4-17


When
catastrophe explodes
into
something so meaningless
that you'd rather give up than explain,
laugh.
Maybe I will feel your pain.

Even when you're lost,
you're still somewhere.

I...
I swear I've seen this before.
All you wanted
was the golden sun,
but by the time you made it ashore
you were all hands and no arms...
a burning mess of liquid smoke.
You couldn't swim so
you thought it'd be safer to float.
Like a cannonball parallel
you became collateral, and I...
I swear I've seen this before.
I was the carnival
above the norm;
the calm to your overboard.
The burning ship in your brainstorm.
Maybe it's better
to laugh than explain.
Maybe then I'll feel your pain.
July 4, 2017 at 7:18pm
July 4, 2017 at 7:18pm
#914750
7-4-17


Is your map fluent
in the psychology of local weather?
I can translate clouds
and tear apart monuments
but do you read as much as you pollute?
On the pitied day
the world colludes to drain your sea,
what used plastics will
clog the light?
Can the water wind its words
down and ess-curving
to a useful evaporation?
I've come with a rake
for the cleanup;
I may have gotten
ahead of myself, or
perhaps I didn't overthink enough.
July 4, 2017 at 7:20pm
July 4, 2017 at 7:20pm
#914751
7-4-17


What's the fascination with
used collections for?
Who, and I don't know
where to begin,
except you. The
missing word
in an overutilized
and underlooked
art
of some
everythings.


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