Animal Allegory Poems

Gallop vapor folded aluminum mare resonator 
Sun spits decorative decimals bleeding metal
Scatter the hourglass pearl crown tidewater brine dusk
Tongue sings driftwood bone galleys
Captain Arcaro flew...

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The air is heavy—
like a warm, wet blanket wrapped around everything.
The sun?
Hiding behind a cloud,
like it doesn’t want to deal with the day.

The Brahmaputra flows—
slow,...

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hold mold
told fold
gold bold...

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Sage moose families
journeying nature’s beauty,
streaming peaceful life:-
Powerful, iconic elk,
Canvassing serenity:-
...

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The secret hint

I was watching a TV program about Hercules Poirot
the heroine in the plot had no **** and wore an evening dress with aplomb
She...

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Come again
Come against
The temple the how is is going 
Sir
Like my name
Next time
Aint a happen
Yet im a man
In line
Like how i defi 
Ant
To me
Loud about...

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Said the Heifer to the Ox: “O‘ sorry Ox,
How terrible to work your heavy yoke,
All day to wheel around that grinding spoke!” 
She lay lazy...

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Wandering in my darkness of soul
the city cries like a wounded animal
the sky wears a bruised dusk, half-forgotten. 

Neon veins pulse through pavement cracks
a river...

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Shattered dreams of New Canaan

no longer land of the free home of the brave,
original rightful occupants hoodwinked, petrified,
where diseases xeroxed
ambushed, crushed, extinguished,
squashed, trashed, wampashed,
the entire...

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Wretched emasculated celibate anchorite

(any relationship between the following poem and living persons -
namely the writer of these words ranks as purely coincidental and fictitious).

nevertheless he...

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I've lived in alleyways, hunting for scraps.
Surviving by wits, avoiding all traps.
I've had enough of those uncertain days
And I'm looking for some place to stay.

I've...

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small animal feral
always be bottom of barrel
some who are sterile
wear weird apparel
named Cheryl or Carol
named Darrel or Harold
named Merrill or Jerald...

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Day & Night

It was still dark morning when I left
the nightclub, a place where one can
be sure not to meet reality 
I saw a river of...

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Aftermath from this er...

attempt to break thru Hadrian's Wall
while roam'n across cyberspace of urban sprawl
dark shadows spill across 
the outer limits of the twilight zone...

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In the woods with naught around,
I spot a dog, a grand old hound.
He spots me back and starts the hunt
Dare I approach him from the...

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