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"Whimsically Absurd" (by Joe DiMino)
I selfishly entered life
A soloistquite loud
I am told;
Wanting the spot on me;
Early weeping greatly out of tune
When later dancing
Quantum leaps
Like the cow
Often a dread of
The moon
Perhaps born of art?
Incantation above
I drank of the potion?
Then erupted down
Expelling untraditional notion:
For pattern-thinking
Little more than mimicking
But to liberate form and syllables,
Amaze without sync,
Discard overripe words
Leaving only
Sobering stink
I do not feel less masculine
When having an urge
As my Father
To paint a steel-blue-sky
A lovely shade of
Ballerina pink;
I pray the Dove
Descend on me
When rhyming bring Tongues
Of poetry; when singing
Voice only wet and tingly
As deep forest waterfalls
After all is said,
Pirouettes
Out of my head;
WRITER RISEN WITH SPIRIT
DENOUCES THE RESRURRECTED DEAD
Such fine marquee
To imagine!
Having drawn of
Sacred-well
A new ladle full
I carry to my lips
Often chaffed
To literally bled
Novel sips
To entertain
Perhaps wed;
To say I seek
More poem
To write,
Is to stamp dead soul
On my page;
Go back to ink
Reject my blood
Take heart
Out of love
Wither in a cage
Free am I
When less
Decisive
Less inclusive;
By faith I thus decree,
Faith is never knowing
To Be
Enough sense of eternity
Syntax must relax
Even none at all
Can be better
Punctuation
Is ossification
Speaking less
When semantically heard
Perfection
In life
Can flourish
Some best
Without
Intelligent word
The best
Of mine
Often
Monuments of
The Whimsically Absurd