The Tempest

my eye
is caught by a photograph

my ear
records a voiceless cry

whispering brilliant streaks
tiny hairs all quivering on
my skin

raindrops pelting
crystal teeth glaring
tearing away

my tongue
forms a quiet reply

my nose
wiggling at a brooding sky

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poem by Frederick Kesner
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Seasonal Random

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faceless number
screen flicker
thermal print out
fades in summer

walk the line
find some time
primal scream
stuccoed spring

mudprint carpet
trigger finger
curdled milk
forgotten winter

stadium heckler
prison clatter

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poem by Frederick Kesner
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Chatterton's Redress

(November 20,1752 – August 24,1770) fallen English poet

`

We walk along magenta paths-
cool seeps into waning light,
bunches peer, ripe for the pick:
funny how they're sour to the lip;
beyond the copse in another's
field, silken amber honey flows.

`

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First

You will not be found online today

when sunbreak reveals the horizon.
So while I still smell of sleep and

wonder how the day will begin,
I seek a smile on my freshly woken face

as I pull up a sweet memory of you
and find that greeting to start my day.

`

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First (v2)

You will not be found online today,

when sunbreak reveals the horizon.
So while I still smell of sleep

wondering how the day will begin,
seeking a smile on my freshly woken face,

pulling up a sweet memory of you
I find this greeting to start my day.

`

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Sonamphony

I am never without Ludwig
that mess of tangled hair
accompanying me with his
fifth, ninth, and moonlight

in my now unplugged ears

stereo muted, no longer
blaring at my need to hear
thousands of times before
now lilts indelibly sealed

o but he moves me still

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New Life

`

my reasons have changed
transformed along with my circumstances
defined by those I have allowed into my life
shaping me
releasing me
and giving my days their tints and shades
now I to open up my jugular
and allow hatchets to fall
or portly women to sing.

`

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Ludwig

I am never without Ludwig
that mess of tangled hair
accompanying me with his
fifth, ninth, and moonlight

in my now unplugged ears

stereo muted, no longer
blaring at my need to hear
thousands of times before
now lilts indelibly sealed

o but he moves me still

`

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Leaves In The Wind

the upside of my underside
molly-coddling your neck
through a bleakly lined morning
sky stirs my now tepid faith

always in the shadows

concealing furtive glances,
tensed shoulder blades
that find feet shuffling
against iron curtains that

block the rays of the sun

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Release

`

auction your ciphers
whether cryptic or plain;
express your disdain,
princes and paupers,
your joys and your pains

upload them web-wide,
your caustic protuberance;
spread digital conflagration
let relentless talons purge
the sting of sulfur on brimstone

`

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