Submissions by BaldyBrown (Sordid and Sacred)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Existential and murky blitherings. I find a familiar voice in reverse psychology, the taboo, and brutal transparency. If I write anything romantic or erotic I try to behave like a Keats disciple, a modern mongral of Victorian indescretion.
Keyboard
I bought a Jumanji keyboard
It is my portal to another sandbox
where I am in control, I was told
just as long as I’m not an idiot
and loose my idiosyncratic lives
The portal people gave me a few
extra
Use them or loose them
I was told
I bought into their idea
while at their strange brownie bakery
inside the looking glass
at the freelance hooker hangout.
Its always best to be in a separate sandbox
I thought
when you start shoving your shovel
In to other critters dopamine receptors
...
It is my portal to another sandbox
where I am in control, I was told
just as long as I’m not an idiot
and loose my idiosyncratic lives
The portal people gave me a few
extra
Use them or loose them
I was told
I bought into their idea
while at their strange brownie bakery
inside the looking glass
at the freelance hooker hangout.
Its always best to be in a separate sandbox
I thought
when you start shoving your shovel
In to other critters dopamine receptors
...
#FreeVerse
#marijuana
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Right By the Balls
Going on sixty-four, I've developed a dangerous penchant for change. Captain sparky would quickly point out the fact that probably 97 percent of us at this age have a steady bearing away from the same, and for obvious reasons. Indeed, my most resent plunge into uncharted waters has found me clinging to a frail piece of bark with nearly all of my earthly possessions and financial assets lost at sea. Like a repulsive shot of back-woods corn mash, I love it. My mother was smoking something when I was in the oven.
Her & I discovered that our dreams collided, so I’ve taken my...
Her & I discovered that our dreams collided, so I’ve taken my...
#betrayal
#disappointment
#gratitude
#MovingOn
#rejection
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One Free Dream Card
Tell me this is not a dream. I’m sorry, yes it is, but do not worry because I have good news,
that life is but a transient dream.
We are all inserted into this dream with one dream-come-true card in our pocket. It is not ours to play. The cosmos will play it for us because it knows better, but when it is played it will be as unassuming and miraculous as the birth of a child.
On the karmic road, this will become a point of maturing, and will be laden with images that you have payed forward into your universe. Mere logic will not be able to logically assemble the...
that life is but a transient dream.
We are all inserted into this dream with one dream-come-true card in our pocket. It is not ours to play. The cosmos will play it for us because it knows better, but when it is played it will be as unassuming and miraculous as the birth of a child.
On the karmic road, this will become a point of maturing, and will be laden with images that you have payed forward into your universe. Mere logic will not be able to logically assemble the...
#admiration
#hope
#motivational #universe
#motivational #universe
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Brown Sugar
Black and white
Sky and kite
Nothing is wrong
Nor anything right
I wish, if I may
I wish that I might
Have a taste of
Brown sugar tonight
Sky and kite
Nothing is wrong
Nor anything right
I wish, if I may
I wish that I might
Have a taste of
Brown sugar tonight
#lust
#sensual
#sex #temptation
#sex #temptation
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Song to Aioue
#admiration
#beauty
#ForbiddenLove #shadows
#ForbiddenLove #shadows
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Waterfall Blackout Roadkill - Seussinator Nominclature #1
When a blackout came to fall
upon the backwater town of Watermill
a troll made a backfill in the hole atop the waterfall.
It has to do with a waterfall, the blackout, and roadkill swill.
Read on to hear
the fallout of it all.
The Watermill Roadkill Grill & Watering Hole
atop the waterfall in our town called Watermill
was forced to close because of a troll
who turned their road kill into black water swill.
So they called me,
head of the Watermill Troll Control Patrol.
We drove up the hill to see the...
upon the backwater town of Watermill
a troll made a backfill in the hole atop the waterfall.
It has to do with a waterfall, the blackout, and roadkill swill.
Read on to hear
the fallout of it all.
The Watermill Roadkill Grill & Watering Hole
atop the waterfall in our town called Watermill
was forced to close because of a troll
who turned their road kill into black water swill.
So they called me,
head of the Watermill Troll Control Patrol.
We drove up the hill to see the...
#rhyming
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Aioue - A Minimalist's Mainframe
Aioue (pronounced A-wah, with no emphasis on either syllable) is a way of seeing and living in the reality of the Source of all things. The word comes from the notion that it is made up entirely of vowels, which create the least amount of conscious intervention in the breath. Breath is a variation on a theme. For anything that grows it is the very definition of consciousness on any level. It is the eternal and the temporal residing in a one syllable word. Breath = Aioua
Life is re-animated when Aioua’s name enters again into you. It is spoken with every rhythmic cycle of breathing...
Life is re-animated when Aioua’s name enters again into you. It is spoken with every rhythmic cycle of breathing...
#God
#mythology
#TruthOfLife #universe
#TruthOfLife #universe
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Four Elements - A Paraphrase
There are four elements in this world
I think upon how beautiful three of them are
But the fourth, just as lovely
I cannot touch with my full understanding
The way of an eagle in the air as it swims through the canyon
The way of the snake on the ground as it flies from my sight
The way of a ship upon the water as it gives itself to the wind
The way of a man with the flame as he gives himself to a woman
Paraphrase of Proverbs 30:19
I think upon how beautiful three of them are
But the fourth, just as lovely
I cannot touch with my full understanding
The way of an eagle in the air as it swims through the canyon
The way of the snake on the ground as it flies from my sight
The way of a ship upon the water as it gives itself to the wind
The way of a man with the flame as he gives himself to a woman
Paraphrase of Proverbs 30:19
#beauty
#earth
#FallingInLove
#fire
#water
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Crystal Ball
I’m twelve hours ahead of the whole fucking cluster-fuck and tonight I’m was feeling a bit knackered. I stare at the ceiling listening to my music. Something in it, earthy and electronic, tells me everything is alright. It doesn’t make sense, it just makes me think that. That’s all I need tonight, and any night. Neither is there sense in who we just elected but that’s OK too. It’s going to have to be OK. The inconvenient truth in this liminal cycle for all of us is that no one has a crystal ball.
Like the train, they come, they stay for a term or two and then they go… until one...
Like the train, they come, they stay for a term or two and then they go… until one...
#corruption
#ignorance
#politics
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KOYAANISQATSI
There is a digital religion turning quantum-size gears
that’s chewed up the chicken bones and all our fears
An ancient’s purview of our new narcisstic hero
So fear not for he can see you in all your totality
Clever devil, the smartest one in Cornell’s hall
He says sister sky was once inside a little ball
Then BANG! Sincerely, give or take a few billion years
Put him in the cross-hairs of his own perspicacity
See for yourself through his own clever protocol
God is in the machine, and no god but he
Those among us who...
that’s chewed up the chicken bones and all our fears
An ancient’s purview of our new narcisstic hero
So fear not for he can see you in all your totality
Clever devil, the smartest one in Cornell’s hall
He says sister sky was once inside a little ball
Then BANG! Sincerely, give or take a few billion years
Put him in the cross-hairs of his own perspicacity
See for yourself through his own clever protocol
God is in the machine, and no god but he
Those among us who...
#astrology
#mythology
#pagan
#sky
#tradition
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Sordid and Sacred
In my waking dreams I see a lady walking with me in the wind
and I with her. We are the same in essence, different in function.
I'm on this road to find out whether she walks among us, or elsewhere
and what makes her the same as me. Sordid and sacred.
The wind may twist her stiff straight swarthy hair
but love spins all things round right.
Is there a lady going this way, brave enough to do her heart’s bidding
not gazing into the social mirror nor counting its reflection dearer, unwitting?
Point us in the direction of where the...
and I with her. We are the same in essence, different in function.
I'm on this road to find out whether she walks among us, or elsewhere
and what makes her the same as me. Sordid and sacred.
The wind may twist her stiff straight swarthy hair
but love spins all things round right.
Is there a lady going this way, brave enough to do her heart’s bidding
not gazing into the social mirror nor counting its reflection dearer, unwitting?
Point us in the direction of where the...
#dating
#hope
#LookingForLove
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Thai Girl on a Pepto-Bismol Scoopy
Notes of moto are in her bearing
Destination mojo, straight-staring
“Trendy-compliant” labels her existence
A compliment to L’Oreal and persistence
She flits, so fragrant I see her scent
Flagrant contrails from a bike you can rent
Dump the myth, you icky old screw
Do the math, she’s not for you
Down the road she conducts her toes
Dawn pink heels and broom-stick pose
Like mama goose with three goslings in tow
Like a fish in free water who doesn’t know
In this life we're with who we can get
But she’s like the...
Destination mojo, straight-staring
“Trendy-compliant” labels her existence
A compliment to L’Oreal and persistence
She flits, so fragrant I see her scent
Flagrant contrails from a bike you can rent
Dump the myth, you icky old screw
Do the math, she’s not for you
Down the road she conducts her toes
Dawn pink heels and broom-stick pose
Like mama goose with three goslings in tow
Like a fish in free water who doesn’t know
In this life we're with who we can get
But she’s like the...
#rhyming
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