Tag: impressionism
group name: myxmasbreakdown
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October 26, 2009 09:33 PM EDT --
concert of consciousness (Concert-I)
Dream has its own reality
in a concert. Slowly it
pries open the mind and time
with nature’s tools, bare . . .
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May 23, 2009 06:38 AM EDT --
Interchange
( To the Group Surrealistic Circus-II )
The last time, you took a point to touch the grass,
to smell, like a vintage Chateau Margaux,
. . .
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October 28, 2009 09:38 PM EDT --
haiku
two boys ride
a broken car
sun sets at the junkyard
= © 2009- C opyright reserved Kushal Poddar (reprinting is absolutely prohibited, without permission) . . .
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October 25, 2009 09:47 PM EDT --
promises on a brown leaf
The thing between the seasons, the changes,
the whoooosh sound of wind asking, the words
of a stream of some fumbling answers, . . .
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October 29, 2009 09:34 PM EDT --
Tastes like life
A drop of gold on your tongue; roll it;
savor the flavor; this is what we
are made of…the taste of the moments.
The bar, . . .
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June 15, 2009 10:10 PM EDT --
Shelf life of lights
A thoughtful commentary on the shelf-life of sunshine
flares up on the kitchen; here her quick hands have been
getting pickled and spicy, with each turns of time she’s . . .
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September 06, 2009 07:16 AM EDT --
the wake of the ground
Rain brings them, the coiling blabbing sisters
or two simple gender confused worms, out.
Huddling, free from the fear of predators,
sinking . . .
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September 14, 2009 08:52 AM EDT --
civilizations of hermits
Electric loneliness, this evening;
a burning forest is coming near.
Smell the ash of an extinct bird which was
discovered . . .
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September 18, 2009 07:01 AM EDT --
woman seated in blue by Cezanne
( To R ichard B )
Chirping comes from outside; if tiredness
would have been a cloth, she would drop it
on a blue seat. Cezanne might have . . .
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September 16, 2009 07:09 AM EDT --
changes we've yearned for
Madness passes, left you delighted
with a few drops of stolen freedom,
guiltless freedom which soon become clouds
of the last monsoon. Madness . . .
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September 25, 2009 07:17 AM EDT --
tomorrow is vague
An unfinished scripture to look at, night sky;
the twelve o’ clock deadline has strangled the day;
we are lying on a roof and autumn burns
the sky with starlight. . . .
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September 02, 2009 07:47 AM EDT --
operators of life
Drone of an electric sun
on a thin rubber sheet sky;
I open my heart’s nimble
mechanism before you.
“Such a beautiful chip it is!” . . .
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October 27, 2009 09:40 PM EDT --
On a belief we don’t believe
Is this how you dream; with a horse waiting;
its nose flaring? All around, white softness
of Escallonia are really
. . .
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April 25, 2009 10:19 PM EDT --
Twenty odd years
Small palms are puffy, pink
they clap together
as if involuntarily.
Laughter peels the hard world,
the city, the traffic…
it knows . . .
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May 21, 2009 07:45 AM EDT --
of blankness (Thursday writing)
{Richard Lynn Livesay, is one of the finest poets, and is blessed with a quicksilver pen; I have met. He told me, yesterday, that he is in a . . .
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May 25, 2009 06:01 AM EDT --
Kitchen and sundial
( To Alison and the surreal circus-IV )
Reeling in, rolling in the scene, words, smells, senses
she looks at, what seems like misguided tour of ruins; . . .
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August 01, 2009 07:17 AM EDT --
Music break
The wrinkles on her
coffee colored face
transform into signs
and musical notes.
She thinks of those tunes
sung while harvesting,
sung when . . .
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October 30, 2009 09:25 PM EDT --
to the psychiatrist with a stabbing wound
(To Dr. Astrid Desrosiers and Kathy, she drew my attention to the news)
Stabbing wound; let the wet sigh gush out!
Now the autumn sun, . . .
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November 01, 2009 08:33 PM EST --
Sonnet for a host
Wings spread from one ear of the sky to the other;
the snowy egret flying. We have talked about
Shelly; talked about weather; whether you . . .
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June 14, 2009 10:16 PM EDT --
New kid
A squadron of squirrel moves here and there.
In this quarantined piece of green he is new;
new to this locality, block, other kids.
He, the shy boy tries to mingle; they . . .
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