<![CDATA[Hebesphenomegacorona]]> 2009-09-14T22:26:00+00:00 Copyright (c) 2004-2009 Blogo.it, P. IVA 04699900967. http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/ DerrickTyson http://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+00:00 2009-09-14T22:26:00+00:00 DerrickTyson http://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 ...

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<![CDATA[&ldquo;The good government site ...]]> http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/795256/%26amp%3Bldquo%3BThe+good+%0Agovernment+site+... 2009-09-08T13:16:27+00:00 2009-09-08T13:16:27+00:00 DerrickTyson http://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 ...

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<![CDATA[ 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+00:00 2009-09-06T17:17:12+00:00 DerrickTyson http://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/PREHISTORIC 2009-09-04T23:07:07+00:00 2009-09-04T23:07:07+00:00 DerrickTyson http://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 ...

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<![CDATA[THE CONTEMPORARY EAR]]> http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/794554/THE+CONTEMPORARY+EAR 2009-09-03T23:56:55+00:00 2009-09-03T23:56:55+00:00 DerrickTyson http://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, ...

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<![CDATA[PREDICTIONS]]> http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/794437/PREDICTIONS 2009-09-03T14:03:04+00:00 2009-09-03T14:03:04+00:00 DerrickTyson http://poetryzine.motime.com Her moods change quicker than a warden filled with rodomontade —                 asterisks above the head. “Predictions are dumb” ...

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<![CDATA[THE FUTURE]]> http://poetryzine.us.splinder.com/post/794341/THE+FUTURE 2009-09-02T22:47:28+00:00 2009-09-02T22:47:28+00:00 DerrickTyson http://poetryzine.motime.com I have seen the future                              and it works — I am not playing Freud either. “I’m fine, ...

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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+00:00 2009-09-01T15:03:42+00:00 DerrickTyson http://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 ...

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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+00:00 2009-08-30T04:04:00+00:00 DerrickTyson http://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. ...

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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+00:00 2009-08-28T19:08:54+00:00 DerrickTyson http://poetryzine.motime.com I just out-ran time for a moment. Where did my body go? Hint of a hue. Hint: standing near you. ...

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