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David Greshel

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United States
United States
IG: @electricinfamy Twitter: @electricpoet217
April 21, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

We saw the fog rolling in slowly
obscuring the marshy dwellings
decrepit and uninhabited
sheathed in misty gray
and molding decay
wondering if it's invasion
or surrender
to the creeping reclamation
of this slaughter  swamp unbound

HAPPY EASTER
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April 20, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

The details have gotten rather hazy
in the wake of all the years long past
and I can't quite bring to mind
a remembrance of our design
a resemblance of our direction
or a star we thought to wish upon

HAPPY EASTER
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April 20, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Westbound on Pacific Rail
hitching a boxcar ride
with the dustbowl ghosts
still dreaming of an America
dead in the dusk back beyond
the crash of '29

HAPPY EASTER
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April 20, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Lost in thought
floating between the color and the shape
rising on rolling summer tides
and breathing in the salted breeze
forever searching for the moment
when the ocean meets the sky

HAPPY EASTER
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April 19, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

The spires beckoned
stabbing skyward
sculpted by careful eons
and the fingers of a thunderstorm
painting desert sandstone
with a wide brush of flash flood
and a flourish of lightning
signaling our rapid descent
in the shadowed valley undead

HAPPY EASTER
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April 19, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Pale shadows populate shallow daydreams
passing unbidden through idle wanderlust
pretending to ponder the scope of existence
preferring the quiet unsung ambivalence

HAPPY EASTER
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April 19, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Drifting down forgotten alleys
dirty arteries outlined in grime
carrying urban lifeblood
through an industrial heart
pumping sludge and ash
to feed the undying machine
that never rests within
a city that never seems to sleep

HAPPY EASTER
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April 18, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Awakening to a western sunrise
cresting the horizon of alien skies
that illuminates a digital Babylon
stretching out extraplanetary
recalling an overactive imagination
filtered through a scanner darkly
and recognizing a stranger in a strange land whispering how the moon is a harsh mistress while seeking confort in the icy grip
of the left hand of darkness
while attempting to win the affections of a princess of Mars
who is far too modest to dream
of a foregone conclusion
or dare hope to adequately receive
the once and future king

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 18, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I always wondered if you found it
that earnest observation
framed within a hidden question
scrawled in haphazard script
tucked away inside vellum pages
of a novel long forgotten

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 18, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

A simple elegance often overstated
woven within silken petals ever in bloom
and bound up in the sweetest cliché
dangling in an awkward offering
and pressed between pages unread

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 15, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Faded blue notes still float in the desert
drifting on the howling summer wind
that recalls the free roaming jazz poetry
hitchhiking with the ghost of the Beats
along an abandoned highway winding west
toward a disappearing sun
and the promise of a welcoming night

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 15, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I've told myself so many different accounts of the unfolding events and painted a thousand variations of this still life representation that came to overshadow the reality stretched between our souls until it was simply impossible to remember the undeniable truth we sought out in the beginning when we were young and so blissfully ignorant of all these painful reveries among the hollow sepulchres of the easily amused and terminally bored that it's not that hard to imagine the confusion we found ourselves wading into and yet somehow we still thought to remain unchanged and undeterred until the morning we woke up unrecognizable and wondering if there was any way back to the golden shore divine

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 15, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

The sound of ants marching
echoed through the corridor
and gave way to errant thoughts
of crawling destinies
shuffling out of mind
out of reach
evaporating in the swollen breach
left to drift along untethered
listening to the monotone meandering
morse code conversations hidden
in the sound of ants marching
that echoes through the corridor...

MAKE IDEAS HAPPEN
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April 14, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I picked the perfect time
to crash your party scene
by which of course I mean
I was never quite invited
nor welcome in such idyllic fantasies
so carefully constructed
to meet those exacting bourgeoisie dreams

But hey, there's always one right?
One unlucky soul caught out unawares
left to fumble through invented niceties
and wonder what exactly is the point
of all these boring little routines
meant to impress this self-styled royalty

I watch it all unfold in utter bemusement
hoarding cheap hors d'oeuvres
and watered down cocktails
while you entertain advances
from lecherous socialites
you shun in daylight circles

Being an invisible man is much preferred
to all this pomp and circumstance
...

LETTRS 2019 STAMP
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April 5, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Coral tinted lenses
shade ocular senses
and paint perception
in pleasant hue refractions
that color newfound adulation
within nostalgic permutations
to avoid unwanted inquiries
into the state of mental faculties

Just sing along my dear
and pay no attention
to the wizard's smoke and mirrors

POETRY MONTH
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April 5, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

The desert beckons in the birth of Spring
whispering ancient verses on the western wind
rolling through canyon crevices and carvings
that paint a forgotten history
bleached and tattooed beneath an alien sun
in such an unforgiving land

We did not break under the grim weight
of your manifest destiny obsession
nor did we disappear
into this sterile homogenization
you cling to as progressive achievement
at Imagination's expense

Our blood still stains the rock and sand
Our song still howls with the moonlight
We are the inextinguishable spirit
indigenous and free

ORIGINAL
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April 5, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Left myself wide open
exposed to the hungry inquiries
of a world ever unsatisfied
seeking the next outstretched soul
to eviscerate and devour

There was no miscalculation made
no misguided naivete
more akin to a desperation ploy
and some softcore marketing fad

Mr. Demille...
I'm ready for my close-up

POETRY MONTH
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April 2, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

The first shafts of sunlight
splintered the cold gray horizon
in arcing streaks of gold
unveiling renewed promises
at the awakening of dawn

I listen to the gentle rhythm
of your breathing
steady and content beside me
and I wonder what dreams may dance
inside such fitful slumber

Only a little longer yet
'til this rest meets an end
and the ambient silence shatters
pierced through
by the alarm bell din

ORIGINAL
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April 2, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Windswept and carried away
alight in a flight of fancy
born in the smoldering ashes
of a phoenix daydream
and a million 'what ifs'
that tickle fraying nerves
bent beyond the edge
of possibility

POETRY MONTH
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March 30, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I tumbled down the rabbit hole
and out into the unknowing ether
in the hope of finding something
magical in the wilderness beyond

Simple daydream doldrums
give birth to middle-age desperation
spent chasing rose tinted nostalgia
and a myth of better yesterdays

I'm just the lonely phantom
of a forgotten man of tomorrow
left to haunt this skeleton
hanging in your wonderland

GOOD THINGS TAKE TIME
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March 28, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Epiphany often arrives somewhat late
in an inattentive fashion
punctuated in fits and bursts of eureka
stabbing through our encrusted melancholia

We'd like to believe all these revelations
result from careful reconstructions
and souful meditations
more than these brilliant accidents
that seem to define our entwined existence

Knowledge gained and wisdom earned
are never lost for merit
despite their stubborn hindsight application
ignorance is hardly bliss
amid all this self-discovery

Having all the words doesn't automatically
loosen the tongue or stifle anxieties
and yet I have unleashed crimson rivers
in pursuit of this love
with an ocean more awaiting
should the need arise
and these salt...

GOOD THINGS TAKE TIME
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March 23, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

What was it about the absence of starlight
that brought on such unshakable dread?
More than just the ambient light pollution
or the suffocating industrial fog
there was simply no illumination left

no light rays streaking across galaxies
to sparkle in the evening indigo overhead

no glittering dust incinerating on entry
fueling adolescent wishes

The interstellar firebrands slowly vanished
constellations erased from their tapestries
and it felt like the universal battery
was fading to nothing

In that moment
we learned exactly how small we truly are

INTROVERTS WEEK
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March 17, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

Emerald

That was the color that glittered
in your reflection
as it danced in the hidden pool
nestled within a shrouded grove
where we used to play as children

Laughter

A sound so joyfully wonderful
hinting at the mirth and merriment
we hoped would carry on
cradling our innocence
like a long forgotten keepsake

Silence

The kind you wish was comfortable
full of questions and riddles
with no sense of comprehension
and leaves nothing for certainty
except a growing sense of loathing
for these unbidden enigmas

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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March 14, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

I thought to lose myself in her eyes
and in the endless celestial .melody
spread across the shrinking distance
between longing and satisfaction
buried beyond our feigned direction

I chased the ephemera of your memory
trying to recapture shadows of ghosts
and a feeling long disappeared
that no amount of passing lust
could ever satiate

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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March 11, 2019
Palm Bay, United States

We never really stop to contemplate light
or consider the implications of breathing
as an undeniable necessity to existence

We linger in the imaginary grip of darkness
captivated by the vanity of blind anxiety
and the irrational weight of fear

We never speak of these soul confusions
choosing willful self-immolation
over admissions of inadequacy

We'd rather burn in our own private hell
then ever dare ask for help from heaven

...or from anyone at all really...

ORIGINAL
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December 21, 2018
Palm Bay, United States

Field of vision blurred in the soft light
twinkling in faint hues of red and green
sharpening the edges of a towering Fir
commanding this cozy living room
with the heady scent of northern pine
while a log slowly succumbs to flame
and emanates a calming warmth
on these icy December nights
with our jovial celebrations winding down
towards a quiet hibernation sleep
in the arms of the longest Winter
dreaming of fabled Spring

CHRISTMAS FLOWERS
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November 20, 2018
Palm Bay, United States

You're never truly prepared
no matter how much you've tried
prepped and steeled your nerves
anticipating the inevitability
of this quiet mortal passing

Wasn't ready for this to be last call
I was hoping for another round
of dominoes
another rummy hand
a slice of caramel spice cake
or the most amazing pancakes

I already miss the sweetest sounds
of your gentle voice
the warming laughter
the songs of simple faith

This tapestry has reached its end
the story found its fading finale
yet we will hold the tale aloft
on the flood of our hearts
Immortal in the onrushing dreams

NORTHERN LIGHTS
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October 5, 2018
 

The darkness stretched out past existence
roiling and churning through untold eons
spent stumbling toward awareness
and scathing self-realization

We emerged from the grip of a fever dream
unfolding in the sliver of amber sunshine
flickering...beckoning...
enraptured by the shimmering brilliance
in the company of the burning ones

The flames spiral outward in earnest
igniting defiant seeds of hopeful change
that spread from heart to heart
through enlightened minds and open doors
on the wings of unguarded epiphany

THE EDISON BULB
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September 24, 2018
 

That cooler air tumbled down
rolling out of the ascendant peaks
and signaling the oncoming change
poised to envelope these hills
in the shrouded spectral comforts
of Autumn's living end

We stand here silent
examining the quickened chill
that seeps into exhausted bones
a not so subtle reminder
of Winter nipping at the heels
and the promise of blessed slumber

HELLO AUTUMN
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September 3, 2018
Palm Bay, United States

Heavy scents hung hollow
wafting in the waning Summer breeze
enticing the sweetest surrender
and the promise of unending rapture
in the throes of unearthly delights
that re-ignite this dormant passion
and overwhelm my fragile senses

Little butterfly wings aflutter
recalling every brush of flesh
every stolen moonlit kiss
that sanctified our hallowed ground
and  unwound this 'all night thing'
into fever dreams without end

GREAT THINGS
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