Magnetic Poetry

I've been cleaning out, going through things.

I have come across my Magnetic Poetry set.

I like poetry.

In my humble opinion, the magnetic way of putting down verse actually isn't all that effective, however. Still, it's amusing.

So before I disassemble the wondrous combination of words from my notebook, I shall publish here for the first time the fantastic results of my foray into the genre where negative and positive ions bond together, please oh please note the good dose of tongue and cheek with which they were written. Otherwise I shall go and hide under a rock.

May we all have a good laugh. Eat your heart out, Atlantic Monthly.

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He felt her chains rip

through the skin of his feet

as he ran

his bitter goddess stared

singing to eternity

her need

his death

her dreams

his worship

they lie behind the smooth beauty of the moon

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raw milk

is less

as am

{full disclosure: these may just be random words and not an actual poem}

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by & by

I am the why

always when

& never who

me

are you

and yet

it rains

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sea cried the maiden

as the delicate girl like a weak

rose whispered for fallen skies

a symphony of mist and shadow

recall her soul about

chants tell heave of an...

{this poem has obviously been thrown into disrepair over the course of years. Like 10 years, to be exact.}

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smooth

sky in language

is our friend

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{I just wanted to note that the magnetic poetry people felt it utterly necessary to provide the word "goddess" for me twice. Since obviously that has been a word oft used in poetry. Oh wait, not really since the Odyssey and the Iliad. Also the necessary words love, lust, frantic, blood, luscious, raw...hey it just occurred to me...Do you think Twilight was written with magnetic poetry? Now there's something to think about...}

{Also: any surprise I picked this up long ago in my college bookstore. That's the age for it, isn't it?}

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you were out peach

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LA FIN

{a.k.a. The End}

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I know. You're a little bit bummed about that. Sorry. You'll just have to wait until I pull out my early college journals.