dave_oetry

relax & enjoy some poetry (all original work)

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they reach softly through this

thin material curtain

       in wavering green fingers

smooth branches

in the calm eyes of

       house cats

as we lay down & rest, at the end

of pathfinding

     they pull us down through the roots

& hold us close

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farewell, unto thee

prior to receding complete

poling gently this obsidian lake surface

        leaving glistening chevrons


light that bleeds

between seams

within one round eye bubble perceived

       is, in actuality

smear which is left like scuff marks

these are but memories


it is mere indentation in air, he said

a space disturbed by moving

absence, truly

       perceive not fickle things

rather, this space around me

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casual: keep it & discard me, the crinkle yellow wrapper

i just somersault away in these gusts


touch of my smooth yet rough bark-like surface, glide it with fingers

          you will forget


blink slow & weighted eyelid slides into place with owl surety, closed flat like a

          blank puddle

he is probably just resting his eyes


yeah, yeah: that’s it

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fleshy soft curving flower pedal

subsists as foundation

          springy with newness

& not so deeply established

swelling rhinestone surface

slithering with glitter

          sun bright is deflected

& cannot penetrate

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i am smooth wave sloping blue-black ice & immensely stupid

swelled up, foggy cotton stuffed

           & endless pressure

steadily, slowly vibrating:

stumble

           under monument weight


& flash-boil into not one damn thing

save these nacre vapors,

released

           by the vein knowledge

syrup red secrets


forms; yes, i have been here before

           & the sharp ozone smell sparking:

the coming-back

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the whole of this blanket must

be studied

like a painting,

          though of endless depth

          & constantly changing

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drift sifted sand crust, this damp & drying patina

curled ends of autumn leaf scales rasp morning

           & barely discerned rustling


you, are indeed known here

that hollow bellow of fog distant bells

          lines it up

& a sole yellow sun cream sword

slices down –

warm, approving

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           nicely done three eyes, time runny egg infinity

sibilant sounds soft escape from without the

           mouth pouch


           easy enough

to just bend this full transparent glass frame

hanged in panes, arranged in star sprayed space

           to fit, then

those secret words within


          glittering emptiness