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There's a pleasure watching ink dry
Just that moment when, if you touch,
The words blot on the page
And the feeling behind the words
...
There are a few prohibitions
But only one commandment:
Remember you are an intelligent being.
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In bonnets of blue
With red brushes,
Drips of indian yellows
Invite the ant and bee
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While surveying a distant shore
I came across some marble steps
From at their base I gazed upon
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Do they sit when they call
Some get chased from the wind's shadow
To the shaking leaf
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To look at her in the waves
which jump as dolphins
onto the ridges of her back,
...
[The Qin dynasty,
ending 206 BC,
took with it the last
meaning of a word.]
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'Water is a renewable resource'
Which means on some scale
Its use is to be considered
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'I am nothing but a mere raft of soil' -Murari Sinha
Water emptied
From one clear glass
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Armadillo Poet Biography
Texas Highways and the Genocide of the Wolf, began as reflections and poems inspired by the Bastrop fires and Hurricane Harvey. It evolved with the Castizo narrator's emotional states from desperate heartbreak to exhilaration all while driving across the state's majestic landscapes on its imperial highways. In total there are 56 Texan sonnets in free verse that vary from whimsical questions to lyrical song verses, and an epic poem about the legends of the Texas wolf families. You can read early versions of many of them here on poemhunter, but the full ebook is available now on amazon! https: //www.amazon.com/Texas-Highways-Genocide-Wolf-LAL-ebook/dp/B09MCF5LQ6)
The Best Poem Of Armadillo Poet
Whale Of A Tale
The ship, it sinks
And to my loss
A cable grabs my leg
I take a breath
And see the sailors
Scream bubbles in despair
And as the last light ripples
A whale comes
And drifts
The whale gives a strong
But melancholy song
And I see her eat
Each thing that peeps
Bubbles, feet and all
She grabs the anchors
Of the ship
And with me
Starts to fall
In the blackest of her eye
She tells a tale:
The whale wanders
From shoal to pole
Skirting her calfling along
With the tip of her fin
She smiles at him
And lifts whenever he falls
But the story she tells
Is of flight
And of fear...
They chase and she turns
From the ice to the deep
But she knows they are fast
At fin
They chase and she turns
But soon after she learns
That the calfling will drown
In the deep
She lifts as she can
But with only a fin
She cannot hug
Or defend
So instead she
Presents to the sky
Her young lamb
And soon after
The feast begins
I fear of a world
That scares mothers
But I have only
The time to cry:
Woe...To the red..In the deep...Of the sea
To mothers, your young ones may die.
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