PARALLEL POEMS

Poetry found by combining things – two tracks sometimes almost meeting, sometimes forking

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
sticky heat
my breath stumbles too
in its tracks
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016

cicada sounds oblivious to where they lead

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
in this light
where we once were
screen-burn
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Category: February 2016
winter hush
a wanderer
in stone stillness
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Category: February 2016
the big bang
defines my limits –
night deepens
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Category: February 2016

in now our eyes entrance one the other's

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
on what premises 
does my vision pass away?
this hell-hole of words
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016

my eye skims a river of stars

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
summer fling
a mosquito conjoins
the lovers
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016

made to order the life before

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
wordless night –
an ichthyostega
crawls ashore
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Category: February 2016
Shrove Tuesday –
the pantry stripped bare
for emptiness
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
ancient tree –
will this ash soften
my forehead?
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Category: February 2016
pre-dawn light
a hum of cicadas
quickens it
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Category: February 2016
apprentice rule –
is passionate intensity
to take precedence?
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Category: February 2016

measuring manhood by election

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016

candidates pose with their election policies

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016

another dick erects his tower

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
late summer rain –
perhaps I should hold on
to merely being
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
dry spell
an earth worm turns
for the ants
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Category: February 2016

hear a mirror held up to better nature

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
the hidden depth
of the best of us
in broken light
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
out of place –
watching fruit rot
by napalm light
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016

hear them in stone utter silence

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016

bloated with a fly on afterthoughts

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
mine
is the compost
of my words
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
leap day . . .
the sun warms to
Miss February
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
GDP –
most of the surplus
is bullshit
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
  • Otata 2
post mortem
a sanctuary lamp
on the time before
 
 
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
beyond this gap
 
I am lost also
amid words
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
wasted
maggots devour
our reverie
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
  • Otata 2
at first 
there seemed to be
a never more
 
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
  • Otata 2
stooped low
to retrace the words 
only I see
 
 
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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016

my breath still at the end of it all

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016

greenness breaks new ground

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Written by: Stephen Bailey
Category: February 2016
gentle breeze –
a rustle of being
no more
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