Tuesday, September 29, 2015

John Pursch- Three Poems

An Orbiting Simian

Thumped and watery,
scolded parsimonious elders
squeak through rocket laws,
stooping to canned nieces,
framing fabled laundry
for a holy waxing.

Crossing auspicious stelae
with arcane gushers,
marbled socks endear
a yawning spiral to
colonnades of grass,
imbibed with ladled
mailing slips down
flickering corridors.

Incommodious sortie pleaters
graze on woolen plenitudes
beneath an orbiting simian,
smelling rookeries of
steep drought paddy
chillum sash recoil,
freezing elongated
in prefigured enervation.

Numbly sheltered herbal phones
encase sequestered yearlings
in pallid extraneous lore,
stumping for runny séance
malaise on fire.

Flexing Carbon

Eyeful closets cower
in clovered sill-hop
caterpillar garden curls
atop enamel furrows
of an easily potable
oaken ensign on
puberty charade
from biblical shipping.

Orange adders cull
cuneiform sighs from
freshly wheezing balalaikas
in restive hauteur’s comely
masquerade of
pelican quadrature,
pentameter armature,
and rotund obsequious inanity,
propounding swollen trimarans
with tetrahedral glaze.

Heated kittens rise to
slightly handy ferns
of tousled shallot praise
police and cosine reprobates
in foundling undulation,
dripping warm and bobbled.

Bubbled hands sire
an auditory embolism
in fulminating flaxen
trance hall flunky
disputation crates,
flexing carbon.

Shuffled Cargo Mania

Tumblers slip in tonal
fossil fizzle exclamation,
buried in a shallow
bridal dredge replay
of parking lot intentions.

Boomtown wristwatch
checkers hop a crusty stern
for tiled and sutured molds
on shore relief from sable
egg contrivance dwindle,
pleating coefficients into
turpentine ablution skiffs.

Sanguine sawed-off public
hothouse pliers snooze in
histograms of lorry steins
and fear balloon imperilment,
trailing surgical zeroes.

Bubbly pyres infuse a crayoned swallow,
deep in sputtered bootstrap shine,
swigging ticker sod from molting
noun home dueling lesions.

Venison alleviates cicada mist impunity
for mildly porous cop-art dreams
of sliding chorus keyboard hands
in shuffled cargo mania.

John Pursch lives in Tucson, Arizona. His work has been nominated for Best of the Net and has appeared in many literary journals. A collection of his poetry, Intunesia, is available at http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/whiteskybooks. Check out his experimental lit-rap video at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l33aUs7obVc. He’s @johnpursch on Twitter and john.pursch on Facebook.

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