Pictures, paintings and photographs
Still life, portrait, landscape and pornograph
Quiet, loud, stone deaf, no need to laugh
Canvas, razor blade, splash, slash the gaff
Riff-raff, taffy and terry, top floor, up the caff
Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Pictures, paintings and photographs
Still life, portrait, landscape and pornograph
Quiet, loud, stone deaf, no need to laugh
Canvas, razor blade, splash, slash the gaff
Riff-raff, taffy and terry, top floor, up the caff
Sphere Lyrical Satirical
Lyrical Satirical Sphere
Satirical Sphere Whimsical
Sphere Whimsical
Political
Sphere Physical
Miracle
This poem should be read slowly
Slowly
More slowly now
Slow real down
For this single word
Surreal slow
Slow now
With gravitas
And concentration
Pursed lips
Rasping throat
Breathe
Breathe again
Again breathe
Settle
Oxygenate the root canal
Feel the solar plexus
Begin to give birth
Give birth
Birth to a word
A word from the tomb of time
Relax, oh Frankie, relax
Obliterate all your other thoughts
Clear space, no space, anyplace
Slowly
Slow
Down low
Low
With gravitas
Conscious of the consequence
Memories of resonance
Give
Give birth
Birth to love
Love
Love, love, love
Love
Eruptions
Disruptions for woken souls
Madagascar
Fallen stocks
For open stars
Corruptions
Disruptions for spoken calls
Ayres rock
Risen shock
For shaman shahs
Expulsions
Disruptions for fallen walls