Mental Night


Don’t lessen to be
but tranquillity
in a heaven of prosperity
shall grace be given
to all who can spare
the mourning of a child
on the air.
I shall give back
the grace of falling
among dying youth
the   more...solid yearning
of the truth
the whisper of the one eyed cats
revealing death
we can’t hide.



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Preview of The Drastically Classic Music Video of Get Lown featuring D.Joka and Jennifer Munoz...Produced by Lonelyman Productions and using the music of Quaker Poet and the Absinthe Drinkers

A Film slated for 2008 release about Poet, Christian Vincente. An Underground Poet from Northeast, USA...Vincente wrote works from 1997 until his "bizarre" suicide in 2007. Film produced by   more...Lonelyman Productions  less

Poem in french by Ivan de Monbrison in his studio

Painting and poem by Ivan de Monbrison

Mad-oddity


Images of dreams
old schemes
whatever is begotten
befalls
the body of a creep
the eye dashing with light
in sorrow of whisper on my lap
the child deserving madness
showing adultory of childhood’s disease
  more...under the secret arch of pain.


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Unwritten poem showing the dead rope of aloofness naked street of youth knowing wild rage of stormy eyes the weather of childhood shall know the attitude of the saint in his bellowing awarness of death   more...we walk barefoot on top of madworld not seeing who we are killing stallion and breathing on ongoing savagery in yellow brains our cissors cutting through space thoughts into pieces like images gliding onto solitudes.

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Death invisible
in the long turning around of the child
the spineless hour
tells the yearning of the clock
reminding us our dreams of rocks
what should be forgotten of our past
the desire to last
or the walking   more...on the graves
like children are buried
light and grave.

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Nocturne


Rien, le rêve recoud le vent au milieu du massacre condamné du ventre là où la putréfaction des hommes tient au sol leurs mains de faucilles, le sillage tord le sens de   more...ce courant qui traîne au bord du ciel sa moisson d’étoiles neuves mais remplies de pus. L’écorce se détache de l’arbre nocturne où les yeux qui s’ouvrent et se ferment ne savent rien de ce que nous sommes en réalité.  less

This is my contribution to humanity

Sally reading Reflections

Le sacrifice


main coupée
catafalque
du réel
l’image imprimée
dans ma tête
laisse une trace de sang
sur mon crâne
posé à l’envers
de la table
où se disposent
les objets du   more...sacrifice
auquel j’ai consenti.



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The Birds


Days of death
the crowning of the future
telling the blood of the pain
like open mouths on my hands
calling the fortitude of glory
and the sadness of drowning with myself
when birds of dust
fly above   more...my head
spots of spit
left on a wall
which look like stars
for the mummies.


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Bukowski reads "The Secret of My Endurance"

http://WordSaladPoetryMagazine.com/words/ Bruce Whealton's poetry blog - I share not just poetry but my journal... an existential search for meaning.

http://WordSaladPoetryMagazine.com/words/ Bruce Whealton's poetry blog - I share not just poetry but my journal... an existential search for meaning.

http://WordSaladPoetryMagazine.com/words/ Bruce Whealton's poetry blog - I share not just poetry but my journal... an existential search for meaning.

http://WordSaladPoetryMagazine.com/words/ Bruce Whealton's poetry blog - I share not just poetry but my journal... an existential search for meaning.

An updated performance of an old poem written by me.

A Gift From Hafiz and Me- Art work by Shara Banisadr
Music- Music of Iran I Avaz:Alireza Eftekhari
Translation by Daniel Ladinsky To send Free Hafiz e-card
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EFFECT WARNING!!!!

hey, this is my latest video. It kinda just spawned out of nowhere and i got obsessed and decided to finish it! :D

The lyrics, cause they're hard to understand sometimes:
These are the   more...words that tear you apart. And these are the words that take you away. And these are just words, they'll tear you apart. When no one here will say what needs to say.
New Medicines should ease this pain, they're the only ailment for it...
It's this air and time that's bringing me home again, lame attempts at playing the part again now, in this place you don't know, in this place you don't...
New Medicines should ease this pain, they're the only ailment for it all over again. (repeat)
These are the words that tore me apart...I'm not in the business of faking to please vain opposers, a dead legion of new cloned followers you're cornered, in this world you dont...
New medicines should ease this pain, they're the only ailment for it all over again.

No flaming! Flames and complaints will be deleted.
Program: Sony Vegas 8.0
Song: New Medicines by Dead Poetic (Edited a lot)
Anime: Naruto/Naruto Shippuuden

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto or Naruto Shippuuden (TV Tokyo) and i do not own New Medicines (Dead Poetic) Credit goes to the respectful owners.  less

Jazz/poet N-Side shares his creative journey with thought provoking poetry backed by music written and performed by multi-instrumentalist Ricardo Love

Poem performed by Theresa Davis at Atlanta's Java Monkey