Archive for modern poetry

Bruno

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on February 16, 2019 by dc

From underneath that
Creased leather forehead
An art oscillated,

Undulating umbras,
Errant ballads
Reverberating to the heavens,

Wet eyes glimmering
In omnipotent
Light,

An angel
Overlooking
His heartbroken city,

Imparting invisible hope
And needing
Nothing in return.

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Grundig Majestic

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on February 3, 2019 by dc

That charged, illusive music,
A sweet distortion of genius
Seduced by vitality;

Enchanted in the lumber room,
Lost in pianos,
Oblivion shrinking,

Oscillating through
This boxed-in night,
Appropriating eternity

As the melodies swarm
Like they had to be made,
All butterflies and crickets,

Excess electrons
Cavorting through cobwebs,
As something once hidden prevails.

Assimilation

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on January 23, 2019 by dc

A reverie of solar flares
And magnetic storms,

High-energy particles
Colluding to glue
A long scattered past,

All improvised deliriums
And runaway conclusions,

Horizontal auroras
Dissipating through heart beats,

Broken power grids
Sparking crazed alien rain,

Wayward transmissions
All wild and berserk,
Drifting across the ionosphere;

Inhaling gentle
Geomagnetic disturbances,

The dawn puppeting stupors,
Groaning for semblance,

As therapy fades.

Winter Commute

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on January 11, 2019 by dc

As routine takes hold
And the days drift by,

We salute the frigid morning
And the glaze of all its touched;

Hot breath hitting
The crisp winter air,

Factory smoke affixing itself
To the hovering fog,

Dew’s wet chill
Still hanging on the platform,

Tickling the inhalations
Of stationary commuters

As they sniffle and cough,
Lost in jumbled thoughts,

Shifting patterns
As they stir,

Shuffling words
Like whispering chalk.

After The Gaspers

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on January 8, 2019 by dc

Two ribbons of treated meat
Hanging like hot spaniel ears

From a glimmering,
Shimmering limb of dishoner,

Neon lights throbbing
Across its greasy sluice

As spent demons gather
To slather and slump in the shadows,

Dark hearts beating
To the trembling pulse

Of dizzy flies frying
On luminous grills.

Shadow Hovering

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on January 3, 2019 by dc

Two creeping cats twitch
Spooked by a midnight nothing
Shadow hovering

Co-working

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on December 15, 2018 by dc

I caught him
In the corner

Of the co-working
Office space,

Leaning against
Wood panelled walls,

Finishing off
Another yarn,

When all of your highs
Are someone else’s lows,
You know you’ve truly
Made it.

I coughed gently,

He turned around
Startled,
Stared

And then leant against
Another
Wall.