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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 9:33 pm

чøυ'яε ηøтħιηg §ρεcιαℓ, чøυ'яε α §кεℓεтøη кεч

I just thought this was kind of cool, even though none of the poetry makes sense

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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 9:35 pm

чøυ'яε ηøтħιηg §ρεcιαℓ, чøυ'яε α §кεℓεтøη кεч

Quinzaine // Pennsylvanian '99

the slow brown river flows on
trucks carve the valley
scattered hulks

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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 7:25 pm

I got;
nothing begat her
the ghastly centre of her
nothing begat her
solidity congealing
solidity congealing

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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 9:49 am

Haiku
The Elephant and the Albatross (cause it sounded cool)

she hears each his lies
drying paint on native skin
elephant alone

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Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2009 11:10 am

чøυ'яε ηøтħιηg §ρεcιαℓ, чøυ'яε α §кεℓεтøη кεч
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Lanturne - Cloud

straw
washing
diffuse fog
metal orange
straw

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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 2:45 pm

...My World is Trembling and You're Nowhere to be Found...

I did a few different poems.
:This was Katauta/No theme:
she hears each is lies
she listens for his breathing
she listens for his breathing

:Tanka/No theme:
black blue strata cliffs
seasonal gray ragged tint
blood becomes timebomb
glory birds, gold and orange
glory birds, gold and orange

:Clarity Pyramid/No theme:
roads
woodsmoke
gasoline
bands of herring bones
froth is fire, froth is gold
snake scales lapping snake scales
the erosion of everything

:Clarity Pyramid/Cloud:
blood
she rests
if she jumps
nothing begat her
cirrus of nebulae
coalesce/evaporate
she is moon centre of all things

:And Last Lanturne/No Theme:
swift
the waste
old broken
the herd, the bones
paint