Submissions by dkzksaxxas_DanielX (DadaDoggyDannyKozakSaxfn)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Oct2019 DEATH &THE LADY'CHYLDE..Poems of grief &despair at death of daughter, Edited, formatted, published by Poetic Medics / produced by LULU. /Fall 2009 Danforth Quarterly (Lawrence,Ks) devoted to my poetry & collage'work./
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Feb 2021 4:03pm
19th Feb 2021 4:03pm
Love In The Age Of The Asterik
messy dopity dope searchin' for the arms
of hope
(forget the grope while)
holy hope hops
right into the breech.
Forget the bloody
hope.
Cook the dope.
right'ere in th'spoon.
N o w,
elderism has descended
u p o n
the fat'a'flab of unadorned
flesh.....
...
of hope
(forget the grope while)
holy hope hops
right into the breech.
Forget the bloody
hope.
Cook the dope.
right'ere in th'spoon.
N o w,
elderism has descended
u p o n
the fat'a'flab of unadorned
flesh.....
...
#relationships
#conflict
#aging
#consumerism
#hurt
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Feb 2021 1:37pm
18th Feb 2021 1:37pm
A Rant For AnyOne, Or Non-At-All
relations, relating
(relation'ships....be passing in the proverbial night),
relate the great of gone.
~~No po'em survives such an onslaught ~~
what leg
acy recalled, (had in mind
at the times when all
l o v e
seemed so g'damned
different.
Second chances non-extant now'a'days any'ways.
Roll over, buddy.
It's...
(relation'ships....be passing in the proverbial night),
relate the great of gone.
~~No po'em survives such an onslaught ~~
what leg
acy recalled, (had in mind
at the times when all
l o v e
seemed so g'damned
different.
Second chances non-extant now'a'days any'ways.
Roll over, buddy.
It's...
#regret
#memories
#disappointment
#nostalgia
#disability
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Feb 2021 3:43am
18th Feb 2021 3:43am
Thinking of a Title, Momentarily
The
unenviable task of living lives
alive wit the
vitality
of a life lived above the fore'front
of all the piles (piling ever higher e'vyday) of pedantic
calls for
the pillorizing of them who could'no per'form what was meant of them,
and fell, face first, between the cracks
of they're own flaccid follies,
then patronising as much as such
a pilgrim may be wont, (to do).
No eXcuse for the waste of...
unenviable task of living lives
alive wit the
vitality
of a life lived above the fore'front
of all the piles (piling ever higher e'vyday) of pedantic
calls for
the pillorizing of them who could'no per'form what was meant of them,
and fell, face first, between the cracks
of they're own flaccid follies,
then patronising as much as such
a pilgrim may be wont, (to do).
No eXcuse for the waste of...
#grief
#loneliness
#ignorance
#suffering
#bittersweet
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Feb 2021 8:43pm
16th Feb 2021 8:43pm
New Miscellany for the Queen
That little, wicked pleasantry we had a while ago,,,,
where did they
go?
~ Assuming somewhere
they went........~
Here's a pocketful
of wanderers,
looking to wander no
more,
hoping you'd be
kind enough to
take them as they
are. Will tomorrow
be time enough to
...
where did they
go?
~ Assuming somewhere
they went........~
Here's a pocketful
of wanderers,
looking to wander no
more,
hoping you'd be
kind enough to
take them as they
are. Will tomorrow
be time enough to
...
#anxiety
#PTSD
#nightmares #fear
#nightmares #fear
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Feb 2021 2:41am
16th Feb 2021 2:41am
At The Mall With Blind Joe Death and dada
A nearly non-descript fellow in a gray flannel suit is on the down steps of the
blessed escalator in a mall near you.
The only odd thing about him his head, which is wrapped in dirty, stained white linen. Meet Blind Joe Death.
He's followed by another fellow even more non-descript than he, so why
bother to attempt to describe him. suffice to say he's in "human" in
form, as is the other guy.
The first "other guy" likes his name of "Blind joe
Death". Everybody thinks they "know" him, And that's okay withol' B.J.
...
blessed escalator in a mall near you.
The only odd thing about him his head, which is wrapped in dirty, stained white linen. Meet Blind Joe Death.
He's followed by another fellow even more non-descript than he, so why
bother to attempt to describe him. suffice to say he's in "human" in
form, as is the other guy.
The first "other guy" likes his name of "Blind joe
Death". Everybody thinks they "know" him, And that's okay withol' B.J.
...
#fate
#ghosts
#dialogue
#dystopian
#manipulation
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Feb 2021 11:26pm
15th Feb 2021 11:26pm
From: AnOtherWorld, (a broken piece)
Blackstar radiating bilnd'light
on the smudges
on my birth certificate.
(They'say i must'go)
drumsdrumdrumming!
(They'say i must'go)
Worlds scream and laugh backwards
(They'say i must'go)
Money is tight'tight'tight say moneyman /
(They'say i must'go)
Moneyman dies his own death.
(They'say i must'go)
his world currency burns much like paper
(They'say i must'go)
A back'assed laugh & a screamWorld
remains.
(They'say you must'go)
(They'say we must'go)
...
on the smudges
on my birth certificate.
(They'say i must'go)
drumsdrumdrumming!
(They'say i must'go)
Worlds scream and laugh backwards
(They'say i must'go)
Money is tight'tight'tight say moneyman /
(They'say i must'go)
Moneyman dies his own death.
(They'say i must'go)
his world currency burns much like paper
(They'say i must'go)
A back'assed laugh & a screamWorld
remains.
(They'say you must'go)
(They'say we must'go)
...
#dark
#death
#memorial
#separation
#surreal
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
13th Feb 2021 00:58am
13th Feb 2021 00:58am
Love Struck In The Holy Land
AS
burns
t h e
que st io n ,
of
when It Was Wherewent AND
how far toooooooooooo GO to
anysuch f i n d ing (of...."it")
t h i n g
...
burns
t h e
que st io n ,
of
when It Was Wherewent AND
how far toooooooooooo GO to
anysuch f i n d ing (of...."it")
t h i n g
...
#murder
#death
#GunControl
#God
#peace
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Feb 2021 00:46am
13th Feb 2021 00:46am
Why Die I ?
i die
why?
be>be>be>be
cause
i t The Fate of All
who have
e'er
been born
into this jolly jalopy super'animated rite of ding(dong) with his head on a silver platter.
(Be>fore I die I die I die I die I will splatter,...
why?
be>be>be>be
cause
i t The Fate of All
who have
e'er
been born
into this jolly jalopy super'animated rite of ding(dong) with his head on a silver platter.
(Be>fore I die I die I die I die I will splatter,...
#grief
#heartbroken
#death
#funny
#denial
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Feb 2021 2:01am
12th Feb 2021 2:01am
Dis'pair>'ity / (revised)
Look at the end.
(C'mon pal, you can do it)
See how incredibly dead it is?
Sit here day after day, Essentially,
perma-house arrest
Never do any of the things
i loved. Tons of people eye'll never see.
Brooklyn, NYC, Oakland CA, Long Island. And
lest we forget...Kansas.
Never run on the beach again.
Life sentence.
True believers say i'll be reunited with my
deceased daughter, Leah Marie. I cannot believe such ...
(C'mon pal, you can do it)
See how incredibly dead it is?
Sit here day after day, Essentially,
perma-house arrest
Never do any of the things
i loved. Tons of people eye'll never see.
Brooklyn, NYC, Oakland CA, Long Island. And
lest we forget...Kansas.
Never run on the beach again.
Life sentence.
True believers say i'll be reunited with my
deceased daughter, Leah Marie. I cannot believe such ...
#regret
#dark
#death
#drugs
#aging
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Feb 2021 7:01pm
11th Feb 2021 7:01pm
Odd God Dog
god
o dd
god,
dog dog do'god, Bless'ed, Bless'ed thee, bless'ed free
from
what
wee
think ...
o dd
god,
dog dog do'god, Bless'ed, Bless'ed thee, bless'ed free
from
what
wee
think ...
#dogs
#God
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Feb 2021 2:54pm
11th Feb 2021 2:54pm
littlethings to count and discount
po'em only like a
grim(y)
littlething
to pon'der
now that the illusions of
usefulness,
validity, have drained dry.
night numbers
track m'thoughts,
crack the eggs
containing life-
potential energy. ...
grim(y)
littlething
to pon'der
now that the illusions of
usefulness,
validity, have drained dry.
night numbers
track m'thoughts,
crack the eggs
containing life-
potential energy. ...
#sea
#storm
#water
#food
#consumerism
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Feb 2021 8:03pm
10th Feb 2021 8:03pm
Stressing for a Dressing Most Pressing
That dress she was wearin' seemed to cause lottsa
s t r e ss there in thee wide old yonder world
thee gods was playing on the chickens,
and there the plop plop tickens, (still stressin'
that lovely dressing of yours, baby,
jus'like it were fifty yearo's au'go'go.
and
O! the distressings that'a mess'ed up so
many
a
mind
at
it's
messing
it's
messiest,
has followed the progress of those of
us quite undeserving
of a mistress so blythe, like
...
s t r e ss there in thee wide old yonder world
thee gods was playing on the chickens,
and there the plop plop tickens, (still stressin'
that lovely dressing of yours, baby,
jus'like it were fifty yearo's au'go'go.
and
O! the distressings that'a mess'ed up so
many
a
mind
at
it's
messing
it's
messiest,
has followed the progress of those of
us quite undeserving
of a mistress so blythe, like
...
#women
#men
#teens
#humankind
#heroic
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