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Nietzsche’s Dancers

Dancers

 

 

 

deaf dancers move
to their own beat –
the music unheard by those
with blind cynical eyes
watching dumbly  
in jaundiced judgement

December 6, 2014Mike Dance, Michael McGuire, Nietzsche, Philosophy, Poem, Poet, Short verse, Sociology, Values 47 Comments

Sybarite

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My sybaritic seducer
Whose tongue-tipped lips
Lick wickedly like warm waves
Annealing my malleable resolve
And raping the corpus of my stoic soul,
Cease your torment of my long-healed wound
And let it be; for I exist content, quite whole, alone,
My memories the marrow of my firmly steadfast bones.

August 9, 2014Mike Loss, Love, Lust, Michael McGuire, Philosophy, Poem, Short verse, Solitude, Sybarite 38 Comments

Seashell Haiku シーシェル俳句

SeashellWidow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Widow picks seashells
She’s in harmony with them
They are both hollow

Their empty homes bare
Bereft of life and substance
Spirit washed away Continue reading →

April 26, 2014Mike beauty, bereft, Haiku, Japanese poetry, Michael McGuire, Micropoetry, Poet, poison, seashells, Short verse, Widow, 俳句 78 Comments

Haiku – Sculpture Series

3cIce sculpture will yield
its fifteen minutes of fame
hot in the city Continue reading →

February 15, 2014Mike Arts, fifteen minutes of fame, Haiku, Ice sculpture, Impermanence, Michael McGuire, Micropoetry, Poetry, Short verse, Tiger, William Blake 51 Comments

Rhapsody in Blue Ink

By Pablo Perez [CC-BY-SA-3] via Wikimedia Commons5

 

 

 

 

 

 

To pour a poem onto page
select a well of ink
try one with mood
or brooding shrewd
perhaps a wistful ilk

Some brands can have a tad of fear
or fourteen heartbeats loud Continue reading →

September 12, 2013Mike Ink, Michael McGuire, Poem, Poet, Poetry, Rhapsody in Blue, Short verse, Writer, Writing 57 Comments

Hawthorn Haiku

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the sun behind the
swaying hawthorn tree contrives
transparent leafglow

its shadow on the
wall conducts an orchestra
of soft woodwind boughs Continue reading →

August 7, 2013Mike A Public Domain GIF image, Haiku, Michael McGuire, Poem, Poet, Poetry, Short verse 46 Comments

The iPad and The iPhone

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I pad to my phone and I Skype her,

Her pad’s within Wi-Fi from here,

My iEye sees that she’s uncovered,

Said “put rubber bumper on rear” Continue reading →

February 25, 2013Mike Apple, Bluetooth, Dating, Friends with benefits, Humor, Humour, IPad, iPhone, iTunes, Michael McGuire, Poet, Poetry, Short verse, Siri, Skype, Wi-Fi, Wireless 10 Comments

Song to Satan

Dedicated to Ogden Nash

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Her curves

Had verve.

I thought

Why not?

I sin –

You win.

February 2, 2013Mike Humor, Humour, Michael McGuire, Ogden Nash, Poet, Poetry, Short verse 2 Comments
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