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RepliesNovember 24, 2019

#smallpoems What happens when the brightest star dims that which is within? Knowing your beacon opens floods The sharp one, a trianlge dividing the tw

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#smallpoems What happens when the brightest star dims that which is within? Knowing your beacon opens floods The sharp one, a trianlge dividing the two into broken threes of past memories Even Pulpin growls warnings of warrior, nimrod, king the same?

RepliesNovember 22, 2019

@ChrisMazura Not there mixed emotions knowing the knowledge grand system broken, work exploited voices lost want to be there mixed emotions #ncte19 #a

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@ChrisMazura Not there mixed emotions knowing the knowledge grand system broken, work exploited voices lost want to be there mixed emotions #ncte19 #altinquiry #smallpoems

RepliesNovember 22, 2019

#smallpoems Carried on a whisper's breeze the moon fleas and dreams dim within our emptied pen sky once painted pounded by mortar and pestel of past p

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#smallpoems Carried on a whisper's breeze the moon fleas and dreams dim within our emptied pen sky once painted pounded by mortar and pestel of past poetry now hidden beneath canopies tossed in flames unburnt as time never touched tattered souls

RepliesNovember 22, 2019

@vperezy No menace in the venison? You know the doe she's my bro #smallpoems #ncte19

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@vperezy No menace in the venison? You know the doe she's my bro #smallpoems #ncte19

RepliesNovember 21, 2019

#smallpoems Breath paints windows In a fog of reality drafting past winds of nothingness in condensation of thought Tattered cloth brings hope of trut

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#smallpoems Breath paints windows In a fog of reality drafting past winds of nothingness in condensation of thought Tattered cloth brings hope of truth Memories worn into tattered threads Hide holes allowing Cold in, soul warms With each memory

RepliesNovember 19, 2019

#smallpoems and your whispers seap down traveling not to ears, planted firmly but to gentle crevices hidden against my soul, soft edges where truth ha

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#smallpoems and your whispers seap down traveling not to ears, planted firmly but to gentle crevices hidden against my soul, soft edges where truth has yet unfold into holes of harmony a cork of cacophony build a solace of silence in truth now known

RepliesNovember 17, 2019

#smallpoems the stolen glances and incessant sounds of Maelzel’s stolen curse no longer provide shelter Order lost Selective tones seek escape of rhyt

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#smallpoems the stolen glances and incessant sounds of Maelzel’s stolen curse no longer provide shelter Order lost Selective tones seek escape of rhythm and rhyme an Object to Be Destroyed reconfigured in time back and back again,

RepliesNovember 15, 2019

#smallpoems waves lifted through murky haze sounds sifted as time shaves notes sinking afloat simple misery of happiness Metronome just gets louder as

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#smallpoems waves lifted through murky haze sounds sifted as time shaves notes sinking afloat simple misery of happiness Metronome just gets louder as the beat is lost night never rising over the horizon sun succumbs lost in a second act

RepliesNovember 15, 2019

#smallpoems In this color of sound incandescent notes vibrate on the neck of nothingness for music crawls out from spaces between notes harmony driven

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#smallpoems In this color of sound incandescent notes vibrate on the neck of nothingness for music crawls out from spaces between notes harmony driven from source collapsing on the event horizon of their souls

RepliesNovember 14, 2019

@jgmac1106 @dogtrax #smallpoems in hysteria of historia meteors fall up bent realities in might of flight escape the well no meteorite no broken shell

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@jgmac1106 @dogtrax #smallpoems in hysteria of historia meteors fall up bent realities in might of flight escape the well no meteorite no broken shell matter finite stories ensconced in quarries of vacuum bound by nature's response an eternity together flying apart

RepliesNovember 12, 2019

@dogtrax #smallpoems They drew within two meteors escaping the well reborn in clouds to have passion drive apart The frost on the window the dew in th

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@dogtrax #smallpoems They drew within two meteors escaping the well reborn in clouds to have passion drive apart The frost on the window the dew in the grass time marches as space collapses life folded like a Liu Cixin novel new engines always

RepliesNovember 12, 2019

@dogtrax #smallpoems Doors and corners of time unfold to envelop realities as two specks drawn together collapse inward driving their energy apart so

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@dogtrax #smallpoems Doors and corners of time unfold to envelop realities as two specks drawn together collapse inward driving their energy apart so they stay frosted windows, dew covered toes carried together, forever separated on the winds of a fallen star

RepliesNovember 12, 2019

#smallpoems response touch of sound tossed abound into vacuums of space softening tenors hiding a blazed fate seeking to knock, knock on Nebula's gate

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#smallpoems response touch of sound tossed abound into vacuums of space softening tenors hiding a blazed fate seeking to knock, knock on Nebula's gate Our eternal seed unlocking the graveyard of the sun or nurseries collapsing in on life?

RepliesNovember 11, 2019

#smallpoems fingers lay bare ripping flesh of a once shared cantaloupe now seeds spread a gelatinous mess in only one hand viscid vicissitudes drip fr

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#smallpoems fingers lay bare ripping flesh of a once shared cantaloupe now seeds spread a gelatinous mess in only one hand viscid vicissitudes drip from the mouth half untouched slices of memories of time unspent he licks fingers questioning her intent

RepliesNovember 9, 2019

@cassiecodes Ahh misunderstood but maybe nobody gets to tell you what you can and can't work on your own website...I am fooling around this morning tr

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@cassiecodes Ahh misunderstood but maybe nobody gets to tell you what you can and can't work on your own website...I am fooling around this morning trying to do satire kid books https://mouseadomain.glitch.me/ and writing #smallpoems https://quickthoughts.jgregorymcverry.com/tag/smallpoems

RepliesNovember 9, 2019

#smallpoems (fin...for now) Acceptance brings peace Yet I must wonder what do you mean when you say, "Pass the butter?"

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#smallpoems (fin...for now) Acceptance brings peace Yet I must wonder what do you mean when you say, "Pass the butter?"

RepliesNovember 9, 2019

#smallpoems (cont) But still you poke pressing my skin through missing spaces in our bars of reality sharply falling flat through Plato's Cave translu

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#smallpoems (cont) But still you poke pressing my skin through missing spaces in our bars of reality sharply falling flat through Plato's Cave translucent Oh how I admire the stoics or maybe just the stone that surrounds

RepliesNovember 9, 2019

#smallpoems (cont) Alterior motives abound Contemplation, a key less prison walls build by the unforgiven I lay each stone myself a quarry of shattere

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#smallpoems (cont) Alterior motives abound Contemplation, a key less prison walls build by the unforgiven I lay each stone myself a quarry of shattered dreams Mine the rock shovel, pick, axe, repeat Yet You can not see my prison walls

RepliesNovember 9, 2019

#smallpoems (cont) What was that look, that gesture, that sound?

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#smallpoems (cont) What was that look, that gesture, that sound?

RepliesNovember 4, 2019

#smallpoems Some times we need not seek deep meaning into typos words flows letters lost order for naught no rhyme, reason no time. just squeeze in on

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#smallpoems Some times we need not seek deep meaning into typos words flows letters lost order for naught no rhyme, reason no time. just squeeze in one tweet not neat yet power in names flower of fame petals shrivel souls unsettle with misspelled drivel