<![CDATA[Hebesphenomegacorona]]>2009-09-14T22:26:00+00:00Copyright (c) 2004-2009 Blogo.it, P. IVA 04699900967. http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/DerrickTysonhttp://poetryzine.motime.com<![CDATA[
Nostalgia barks at me sometimes ...]]>http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/797182/Nostalgia+barks+at+me+sometimes+...2009-09-14T22:26:00+00:002009-09-14T22:26:00+00:00DerrickTysonhttp://poetryzine.motime.com
Nostalgia barks at me sometimes louder
than a monk’s silence Today slipped on
my own words Oil spots on the tongue the
way the moon has hung and hung and
hung in the sky like a heavy jar full of
stained glass holding the universe’s milk
Pale eyes ...Read more | Posted by DerrickTyson | Comments
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<![CDATA[“The good
government site ...]]>http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/795256/%26amp%3Bldquo%3BThe+good+%0Agovernment+site+...2009-09-08T13:16:27+00:002009-09-08T13:16:27+00:00DerrickTysonhttp://poetryzine.motime.com
“The good
government site
with teeth.”
With teeth,
they preach.
Do not expect
a vogue, nor a
boudoir courtesy,
like disrobing
the poem
(mutilations,
deformations),
but perhaps do,
and I can think
of several ways
this poem
might thank you ...Read more | Posted by DerrickTyson | Comments
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Comehither, O rain! Loose ends, ...]]>http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/794867/Comehither%2C+O+rain%21+Loose+ends%2C+...2009-09-06T17:17:12+00:002009-09-06T17:17:12+00:00DerrickTysonhttp://poetryzine.motime.com
Comehither, O rain! Loose ends, covered
in the plateau. Today, my soul
is overflowing with picturesque friction.
If I peeled it back like trace paper,
many words would be revealed like
frantic insects hidden under a worn tree stump.
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<![CDATA[PREHISTORIC]]>http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/794730/PREHISTORIC2009-09-04T23:07:07+00:002009-09-04T23:07:07+00:00DerrickTysonhttp://poetryzine.motime.com
Yesterday was Pre-historic.
I didn’t see it with special glasses.
1969-2009: 40th anniversary of first ATM Machine.
1969. Also the year of airplane hijacks
and the year that Larry Lewis set a new
world’s record for runners in the
100-years-or-older ...Read more | Posted by DerrickTyson | Comments
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<![CDATA[THE CONTEMPORARY EAR]]>http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/794554/THE+CONTEMPORARY+EAR2009-09-03T23:56:55+00:002009-09-03T23:56:55+00:00DerrickTysonhttp://poetryzine.motime.com
Is “often” a word you seldom use?
A contemporary ear.
I feel my brain in my heart —
unremitting surveillance.
Sharp points. Someone place my finger
-prints in a sealed envelope.
I wish that I was that pitcher getting his
head rubbed with a wet, ...Read more | Posted by DerrickTyson | Comments
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<![CDATA[PREDICTIONS]]>http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/794437/PREDICTIONS2009-09-03T14:03:04+00:002009-09-03T14:03:04+00:00DerrickTysonhttp://poetryzine.motime.com
Her moods change quicker than a
warden filled with rodomontade —
asterisks above the head.
“Predictions are dumb” ...Read more | Posted by DerrickTyson | Comments
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<![CDATA[THE FUTURE]]>http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/794341/THE+FUTURE2009-09-02T22:47:28+00:002009-09-02T22:47:28+00:00DerrickTysonhttp://poetryzine.motime.com
I have seen the future
and it works —
I am not playing Freud either.
“I’m fine, ...Read more | Posted by DerrickTyson | Comments
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<![CDATA[He said that
John Wayne movies ...]]>http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/794065/He+said+that+%0AJohn+Wayne+movies+...2009-09-01T15:03:42+00:002009-09-01T15:03:42+00:00DerrickTysonhttp://poetryzine.motime.com
He said that
John Wayne movies
exhausted him,
felt
their lingering
presence
since
watching them
with his father
as a child.
I feel notions of
my own mortality
tightly gripped,
like legendary icons
slipping away.
I prop my chin
on the knuckles
of my ...Read more | Posted by DerrickTyson | Comments
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<![CDATA[No ranking weight. I wish there were ...]]>http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/793661/No+ranking+weight.+I+wish+there+were+...2009-08-30T04:04:00+00:002009-08-30T04:04:00+00:00DerrickTysonhttp://poetryzine.motime.com
No ranking weight. I wish there were
no boundaries in our geography.
I’m a Gap person . . . (Not the store)
But rather, an opened door. What is your
bread-and-butter? “Bread and butter.”
Warm in here. I feel like fanning myself
with a newspaper. ...Read more | Posted by DerrickTyson | Comments
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<![CDATA[I
just out-ran
time
for a ...]]>http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/793468/I+%0Ajust+out-ran+%0A%0Atime+%0Afor+a+...2009-08-28T19:08:54+00:002009-08-28T19:08:54+00:00DerrickTysonhttp://poetryzine.motime.com
I
just out-ran
time
for a moment.
Where
did my body go?
Hint
of a hue.
Hint:
standing near you. ...Read more | Posted by DerrickTyson | Comments
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