Suki Spangles
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Humorous poetry by poet Suki Spangles. A one stop shop for all your post-rock poetry needs.
Suki Spangles
2d ago
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Suki Spangles
1w ago
my ceiling sparkles for the sunbeam projector
the dusted galaxy relaxedly revolves in hay-golden turquoise vortices
fixedly i gaze flecked mottled stars afore my mattress a roofless spaceship
a pretending pleiadian i scintillate strangely in my knackered-deco boudoir
phasing in-out resonating though even sans a scrapheap car..
if the pleiadians or arcturians could see me now
would they smile gracefully at yet another stark earthling nutter
or in a previous life perchance was i one of them
but did i prang one of their mountainous motherships
so banished here vanquished to be reformed..
penite ..read more
Suki Spangles
2w ago
look
now will you look at that
felled brutally felled old testament
and in his prime
twenty-four
near the forward line
sliced down
cynically scythed by a devious coward
not surprising though
for we should all know by now
this is what they are all like
each and every one of them
but even in such a conflict there are rules..
writhing anguished on the unyielding ground
in this furnace of the lighted edge
his face contorted in the muddied slosh
eyes watering stinging from flares and smoke bombs
the pain shoots like silver lightening up his spine..
and while prone and with little mob ..read more
Suki Spangles
2w ago
the diabolic empath
feels your pain
then informs you all this is mere illusion
for life is but a game..
the diabolic empath
informs you the other side is more real than real
and we are only here on earth to play different roles
for this earth is but a stage for this grand illusion
and that is all this is..
the abuser
the murderer
the tyrant
all are mere characters in this playground
in this playground for the little children of creation to learn in
the diabolic empath states again
suffering is based on illusion for nothing is real or permanent..
and you chose this temporary existence ..read more
Suki Spangles
3w ago
ocean drop ocean
the tree roots sip landed cloud
as glossy dew on glass blade
eye the observer
the intertwining vibration connection
lightly thrum resonating strings
but what ocean drops ripple ocean without..
patterns sub-patterns overarch
nuances colour trajectories
harmonics reverberate totality
quintessence of the highest or not
stages sojourn horizons
then can certain droplets lift entire waves to light or drown to dark..
the recursive kiss and throw
for this dense realm we fling
and wallop into this box of materiality
compressed contained contoured almost contorted
the crash ..read more
Suki Spangles
1M ago
like a torn and discarded mattress
another spring has sprung
mildew and mould glimmer
neath the garlic clove-sclera sun..
weeds lean towards the waiting moonrise
a broken fence snaps beneath me like crispbread
but in the sweeping fuzz the traffic blinks firefly..
and..
and so what was it the singer in my dream..
what was it the singer in my dream said..
yes..i recall she whispered
this is not only the dream it is
you must remember what i say
why do you think you are here
here sat with me
and listening so earnestly and intently
and so at home in this place..
so softly her message rang ..read more
Suki Spangles
1M ago
amidst the slow-flowing rubber and steel and carbon
two electric vehicles sloppily grazed a kiss
two green drivers puce emerged and also soft-collided
collided like two binliners of hot air on spindly legs
both reeled seeing their dream-trolleys creased
one driver remonstrated by pointing down the street
while the other slowly tapped at his brow with his keyless keys..
a gaggle of teenage brats chemical-chicken wings-addled
gawked and gargle-giggled like a pack of possessed hyenas
machine-gun rabid laughter staccato peeled nearby plaster
while the lolling lollipop lady took a tasteful ..read more
Suki Spangles
2M ago
genocidejoe has a heart..
satiating the hunger of trapped hundreds of thousands
genocidejoe has casually ordered miltary-style aid-drops
pallets with undersized parachutes lead-drop
scavenging palestinians run run run towards then sprint away from
other pallets plumb the depths for the sea to gorge on
deep-dunking biscuits/ mineral water bottles adding salt to taste
many thousands of food packets dive for soon-to-be occupied fish
and as floating bandages and soaking sanitary towels bloat
diarrhoea tablets dissolve and commingle with baby formula..
and this is only the beginning..
for ..read more
Suki Spangles
2M ago
not wearing away so much as melting
of loving radiance earth mother weeps
her emerald sapphire reflection auric amber burnishes..
not wearing away so much as melting
her shocked gaze cast on the warlords
their boots fill as blood spills and spills and spills..
not wearing away so much as melting
let us acknowledge and reciprocate her open embrace recursive
let us tend our tensile connections so tender
for whose earth is our earth the here beyond ..read more
Suki Spangles
2M ago
and still the darkest magicians ripple the recursive light
flung from prehistory preternaturally the master manipulators of timelines
their masquerading refulgence generously dispenses fear-filled clemency
higher knowledge slayed just so thus spiritual progress stymied
the enlightenment-stunted brim fog-struck the taxidermied awe-stuffed..
our frequency range constrained expertly entrained perhaps for aeons
many civilisations unnamed and entire planets of earth unacknowledged
invisible gatekeepers forensically redact all that true history occulted
and cast over us cursed dust-clouds of ..read more