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Glenn McCrary, 1 march 2012
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Artistry seeps ripe
Bearing pine
An opiate gem
A seasoned refrain
Sound evolves
E-sugar delight
Quite a lovely flare
A scarce gift
7th world pixels
Mementos I chase
Span a void
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Glenn McCrary, 1 march 2012
Neon Euphoria
A golden white sunset
Serenades the canyons
With tasteful symphonies
Crescendos of passion cry
Elevated euphoria
Oblivious be despair
Sharp, yearning hunger
Bellows creamy reveries
Roaring taunting thrills
This tigress teases in spirals
Trickles of sweat lavish us
Rhapsodies deplete us
Eyes glisten odes of desire
Her aroma illuminates the bed
Neon vortex
Glenn McCrary, 26 march 2012
Elohim
Waterfalls precipitate upon cinnamon film
Meshing with legions of tales
Forth sways a vibe only I can feel
Waterfalls precipitate upon cinnamon film
As to the mountains I flee to heal
A sign I was unwell
Waterfalls precipitate upon cinnamon film
Meshing with legions of tales
Glenn McCrary, 26 march 2012
Larkspur
She chants saccharine words
Calamity dissolves into ruins
The sweetest words I’d ever heard
She chants saccharine words
All focus swerved
A conquest worth pursuing
She chants saccharine words
Calamity dissolves into ruins
Glenn McCrary, 26 march 2012
Happenstance
Upon pulchritude I gandered
Alchemy materialized
Adamant sentiments mere panders
Upon pulchritude I gandered
Fervor ascended, language stammered
Imagery never once had I theorized
Upon pulchritude I gandered
Alchemy materialized
Glenn McCrary, 10 may 2012
Yellow English
Benumbed was all focus
Each element that descended
Within my wake
Mirrored a distinguished display
Of carmine cloudbursts and vanilla memories
Whilst I gazed above the windowsill
Though each and every existence
Defines the epitome of significance
Now and infinitely forevermore
Glenn McCrary, 10 may 2012
August Jazz
August were the moments we partook
During the preceding night
My eyes dissolved into cacophonies
Of everlasting rivulets
Fate never before
Had glistened so vividly
The beauteous exchange
‘twas the spate of arias betwixt us
Gradually the nexus continued to cleave
Glenn McCrary, 10 may 2012
Epeus: A Theatrical Climax
Fluorescent and creamy
‘Twas the fabric that was her skin
With lecherous taunts she told me
“All this and more could be yours.”
I gasp in profound sighs as gradually
I inundate beneath naughty theories
Upon your lips
first was a peak of interest
alluring for sharp strokes of passion
a moan here, a groan there
as a theatrical climax infuses
Glenn McCrary, 4 may 2012
Yetzirah
Scintillating stars infinitely descend
Lambent soot embellishes the radius
Regimens purely exist to bend
Scintillating stars infinitely descend
An occult memorandum impends
Doctrines make not amends
Scintillating stars infinitely descend
Lambent soot embellishes the radius
Glenn McCrary, 1 may 2012
Penelope Sky
Upon idolized lips I gander
Such flesh quite pleasurably divine
Within their hymns I seek to pander
Upon idolized lips I gander
Brandishing lustful hints of banter
An appetite dawns for your design
Upon idolized lips I gander
Such flesh quite pleasurably divine
Glenn McCrary, 29 april 2012
Jagged Framework
Within a fecundity of fatuity
Squandered were all endeavors
Fazed I eluded
Unequivocal passion was sought
Yet still squandered were all endeavors
Candid without knowledge
Lacerated and forsaken
Forlorn I languished
Betwixt the vacuous cracks
Of black and white pavements
Glenn McCrary, 29 april 2012
Death Jones
To bespeak her time I shan’t
A mere penny possesses more value
Than that of which her presence preserves
The daring, lingering foretaste that is affinity
Though to raze all dolor she abstains
All along she had been sleeping with death
Glenn McCrary, 29 april 2012
LOL
In her aristocratic yet somber hour
Inebriated she phones me
As if I am an oblivious commodity
Though still I feel coerced
To exist within her wake
Even though communication
May be relinquished when sober
An allegiance has been pledged
Glenn McCrary, 25 february 2012
Laser Lover
Bedroom barriers
Radiate
Vintage idolatry
Pining protoplasms
Levitate
Wizardry
Nimble fusion peaks
Passion howls
Velvet vanity
In unison we touch
Multilateral we twine
A fluorescent collage
Lasers
Glenn McCrary, 25 february 2012
Valentine Matrix
Lovely symmetry
Delectable eyes
A majestic zircon
Cheeks mirror sapphire skies
Her skin platinum paradise
Idle amour is weaving
Bones tingle with creamy delight
Hearts groove in mellow fashion
A valentine matrix
Glenn McCrary, 12 february 2012
Evergreen Suite
Petals with textures of full moons
sensations tingle like the hands
of grandfather clocks
apathetic to cobwebs
procreated through decades
marred by dolor
strange repercussions
groove across pebble stones
flames leap from pages
a tale of voodoo incense
Glenn McCrary, 7 february 2012
Amorphous
A spark conceived by way of the wind’s undertones
Assertive they rest their eyes, a scope of passion
Was comatose but a century ago
The face of anonymity yet a dream to turn up gold
Only love’s curiosity overtook navigation
Glenn McCrary, 7 february 2012
Linear
Imagery
so vivid and clear
hum patterns of melodies
across the universe
fanning wildfires of euphoria
Whilst swallowing the anguish
from confounded pupils
waking in a linear paradise
Glenn McCrary, 4 february 2012
Oblique
A golden fortune
lingers along the patterns
of my palm; a opiate suave
the mere touch; a picturesque
symbolic of greed and dishonor
thousands of lips taste
swiped corporate rhinestones
Glenn McCrary, 3 february 2012
Chasing Cultures
A riverbank of memories
saturates cultured minds
such succulent visuals
of precipitation
so moist, so pleasant
spines shiver in longing
howls ascend
veneration
Glenn McCrary, 3 february 2012
PIPA
A fruitless vein
Ruptures the
plexus
Of society’s esophagus
Embellishing virtual
pleasure
Within browsers of
opinions
Innovations, ideas,
revolutions
Traded for
corruption and malice,
Paranoia on the rise,
Innocence sucked,
swallowed, and
spewed
Into the IP addresses
of democracy
Glenn McCrary, 2 february 2012
Neophyte
Fates transmuted
Beguiled by the labium
of disaster; as it emanates
fallacies of mirth;
a vagary unattainable
Glenn McCrary, 2 february 2012
Ambrosial Lights
A prophecy arose with daybreak
how skylines pirouette
gliding in smooth succession
Whilst sampling memories
of Japanese cherry blossoms
moths fervently surround
Diverse symmetries
of porch lights
Reveries
Glenn McCrary, 12 february 2012
Lost in Blue
Damp energy descends
from skyline prophecies
an irresistible souvenir
laced with infatuation
the gentle, yellow moans
the way they mirror
streetlights and flies
the friction of blue moons
Glenn McCrary, 12 february 2012
Gravity's Finest Portrait
The taste of tangerines
coloring open draught
a delectable, yet sensual
snatch of beauty
running in the deep,
chasing timeless renditions
of nature's parade
Glenn McCrary, 15 february 2012
Elysium
Celebration breaks
a waterfall descends
dewdrops of mirth
twine to form
theatrical strands
diffusing mélanges
of paradise
‘twas a triumphant day
to have reigned
Glenn McCrary, 25 february 2012
Black Jack Sue
Ivory cinnamon
Fine flavor
Appetizer
Saliva flourishes
Grave cravings
Taste of luck
Oral equilibrium
Evokes cream
Wax of fate
Love, lust, & passion
The ultimate sacrifice
A dangerous gamble
Blackjack
Glenn McCrary, 18 february 2012
Siren Song to a Lovelorn Man
Chemistry infuses
Grains of solace
Forecast
Passion illuminates
Forbearance wakes
Queries
Affirmation ejects
Anticlimax occurs
Siren
Glenn McCrary, 18 february 2012
Labyrinth
A canary sojourned my garden
The hunger whispering from its eyes
Greeting my palm with
Affectionate nibbles of gratitude
whilst circling the symmetries
of my palm
it sprang forth in merriment
a concluding chirp transpired
and away it flew
Glenn McCrary, 18 february 2012
Viva La Imagism²
Every being that lapses before you
Is but a mere fluorescence
Illuminating your flaws
Elementary constellations
A façade of what you’ve become
Every strand of organic texture
Ejecting slivers of your identity
Every surface, every footprint
Annexed imagery
They are all reincarnations
Of past, present, and future mistakes
We are all scientists and teachers
Creators and explorers
Living within equations
Striving endlessly for solutions
When the solution lies before us
Viva La Imagism!
Glenn McCrary, 16 february 2012
Sammi Poe
Vocabulary
Bears imagism
Foundation
Imagery
Amplifies eloquence
Apache's tear
Metaphors
Stabilize meaning
Plausibility
Allegory
Visualizes enigma
Sammi Poe
Glenn McCrary, 16 february 2012
A Theater Of Skin
Foxy pumps
Visually inviting
Stimulus
Leather jeans
Objectively elevating
Yield
Indie jazz
Naturally circuits
Relish
Vivid suspense
Intellectually appeasing
Glenn McCrary, 16 february 2012
Electric Mosaic
Elements synthesize
Establishing brilliance
Mosaic
Sound elevates
Electric symphonies
Frequency
Vocals ascend
Ricocheting amour
Phoenix
Speech perishes
Shock scarves
Mastery
Glenn McCrary, 15 february 2012
Seeds From Space
Shards of glass
riddled with ambiance
radiating through the ages
shape-shifting the speed of sound;
the effects upon eardrums produce
extra terrestrial qualities
between distances
a gravitational pull whines
retreat with honor
Glenn McCrary, 1 february 2012
Yellow Stone
Tangerine hues
pour from a yellow stone
resting at base of an
ozone layer---
simulating beauty
the highest rarity
A pacifying desire
beats across knees
dissolving into
puddles of hunger
Glenn McCrary, 17 july 2012
Famous Nightmare
Nightmare-strippers,
Marijuana-dealers,
Harlots,
Loud cacklers in the hands of Karma---
My enemies.
Car detailers,
Stewardess girls,
Bridesmaids,
Dice-shooters,
Chefs,
Waiters,
Ballerinas,
Stars of porn flicks
Owners of liquor stores,
Article writers,
Athletes in tinsel town
And violinists in circuses---
Nightmare-strippers all,---
My enemies.
Marijuana dealers all,---
My enemies.
Harlots---
God! What harlots!
Strippers---
God! What strippers!
Strippers and harlots
Harlots and cacklers.
Cacklers?
Yes, cacklers… cacklers… cacklers---
Loud-mouthed cacklers in the hands
Of Karma
Glenn McCrary, 10 july 2012
Makita XXIV: Fire Snake
Those eyes that flicker in yonder light
flourish like snakes during summer nights
So seasoned and cultured unshaken they float
Though none can tell what’s pristine or trite
‘tis often I ponder what spare
pages you sought to share
A question mark be thy beauty
such a being surmised as rare
her smile benevolent as summer’s breeze
Upon my knees nimble I appease
And in that time I recollect
These memories that are elder keys
Glenn McCrary, 10 july 2012
Makita XXIII: Death’s Bible
Sharp and branded was the hunger
Thundering within my paunch
guised as the quintessence
spearheaded by life
‘twas the claw cast
from death’s marred teat
Heard within yonder valleys
Whence I sought freedom
Glenn McCrary, 7 july 2012
Makita XXI: Century Chasers
Ever since the hour when first we met
your dearest memory my silhouette
the face of my greatest triumph
enamored by the pleasant elation
‘twas the brush of your skin
which fostered a phenomenon
Before a generation
We conquered centuries with ease
Ever seeking to discover the genesis
‘twas love set anew
Glenn McCrary, 7 july 2012
Makita XXII: Cocaine Memories
Awaiting a light
To guide us down the path
that composed our eternity
For no woman I have swayed
In quite the fashion as I for you
For no woman could I have swooned
as I swiftly as I for you
and if ever there was a chance
to seize the pendulum
‘tis your constant amour
Then the risk would equalize
The value you illustrate
Glenn McCrary, 1 july 2012
Makita XX: Daredevil
The finest siren
To have tread the fairest acres
At the height of skyscraper
She ascends
autonomous and replete
fashioning the ashes
that compose the minutes
that we have loved and lost
Glenn McCrary, 1 july 2012
Makita XIX: Fawn Song
An array of flavor
Paints our summer scene
With the striking colours
That in time the two of us
Like fawns had grown to cherish
Aristocratic and original
Was the infinite portrait
Glenn McCrary, 1 july 2012
Makita XVIII: Diary Of A Streetwalker
She’d recite the fairest refrains
As upon marble texture I languish
Moxie was her focus to sway me
I, never once yearning to retreat,
Became enveloped by an aura of passion
Spry was the breeze that descended
From the design ‘twas her lovely palms
Glenn McCrary, 30 june 2012
Makita XVII: Plastic Lasers
Rare was the vibe
To which we waltzed
And like plastic pillows
We fondled each others features
Petting each others’ egos
In a wistful manner
No texture of skin
Had ever tasted better
Glenn McCrary, 10 july 2012
Makita XXV: Question Mark
And these memories
in which my arteries are doused
Though they spaked
in dexterous tones of carnage
seeking foreign sanctuaries
beyond the hallowed elation I propose
Yet half-wittedly she saunters
into baneful gambit
Glenn McCrary, 10 july 2012
Makita XXVI: 1 Way Street
Dearly beloved why ever
Are you so passionate to seek?
an avenue of fraudulent dalliance
When a plethora of amour
Screams before you
Forsaking me to ponder
When the page shall revolve
Glenn McCrary, 13 july 2012
Loaded
I’ve befriended lovers:
I’ve befriended lovers daft as harlots cleaved
like the glass in extrinsic films.
My sagacity has matured like adult freesia.
I had been saturated within tasteful ages.
I built fences near the trestles of disbelief.
I sought to sip of the finer fountains.
Yonder echoes throughout Canada I had heard
Touring along the avenues of Abbotsford
Nature testifying betwixt an epicurean draught
I’ve befriended lovers:
Daft, apathetic lovers.
My sagacity has matured like adult freesia
Glenn McCrary, 14 july 2012
Paul Revere
There’s a ripe, young sun
Swinging the gardens today.
There is a sprightly, young sun
Touring the faces of revelry.
There’s a sheepish, young moon
Carrying the smirk of a virgin
Awaiting her Paul Revere.
Glenn McCrary, 14 july 2012
Mr. Fonnereau & Ms. Faucon
The careless, chuckling cheetah
With spittle on its mouth.
The skinny faced cheetah,
Emotionally frail,
Dreadfully trained.
The infant-minded cheetah
Sprinting into the black lake’s tears
For the skeleton of a vagrant.
Ball and chain,
elation, nature, elation,
The boys, the girls, the stars
The cigarette-scented cheetah.
Foxy, like a woman,
Alluring as a bronze skinned streetwalker,
Sexy, wicked
Cinnamon-lipped, noxious---
That is the cheetah.
And I, who am human, would love her
But she claws my face
And I, who am human,
Would lavish her with rarities
Yet she forsakes me.
So now I seek the husky---
The cold-faced husky,
For she, they say,
Is a politer courtesan,
And in her house my troubles
May escape the hex of the cheetah.
Glenn McCrary, 14 july 2012
Nothing
The stars still cast their subtle glow
Through the greyish black churchyards that we know;
Next morning’s fate lies unknown
Before the dawn.
The clouds still drift just as before;
The canaries still chirp outside my door,
Yet suddenly appears the taste of nothing.
The sky is indigo and the blue jay sings;
The children catch fireflies by their wings
Though I am somber.
Throughout the universe no pleasure can exist;
Mirth turned her face at me,
Ever since you fled.
Glenn McCrary, 14 july 2012
Taste II
I love to see your big, brown eyes,
Glinting in the night;
I love to see your lips quake,
As we dance with satellites.
I love the passionate innuendo
Descending into my ears;
In all hours of the morning young,
The sound of your breath I hear.
I love the landscape of the nude
Between these sheets of ceaseless passion
But better than all these things, I guess
I love my lady love
Glenn McCrary, 13 july 2012
Strange & Sound
This young fawn
Who saunters along the town
Soliciting her slender compassion
Month in, year round
Has known tall, dew doused forests
And the moon has made
Her skin quite fair
Glenn McCrary, 13 july 2012
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When the dastardly woman Helena
Arrives to collect our souls
And cast them into the lake of purgatory,
She ponders whether she shall find
The soul of a young, zealous woman
Worth more nickels of eternity,
Than the areolas of a haughty bastard?
Glenn McCrary, 13 july 2012
The Ace of Spades
The woman was a water bearer:
Alluring as the refrain of midnight,
Alluring like the skin of an atheist.
The woman had been a prisoner:
Mandela urged me to furbish his door steps.
I waxed the knees of California.
The woman had been a singer:
All the way from Vancouver to Abbotsford
She carried her battle anthems.
I crafted time.
The woman had been victimized:
The Russians charred every last speck of confidence.
They hung her before The Black Sea.
The woman was a water bearer:
Alluring as the refrain of midnight,
Alluring like the skin of an atheist.
Glenn McCrary, 13 july 2012
Origami Legends
She has a brain full of legends.
She has a whole heart full of legends.
Shaped by summer’s yellow collar bones
She caresses a sepia hued image to her breast
And recites memories in her sleep.
Legalistic hellions
Stalk her sharp scent,
And legalistic hellions
Seek to kidnap her ,
And legalistic hellions
Cry illustrious hymns along canyons
Speaking amongst themselves
Into the jagged patterns fashioned by
Her legends.
And the sepia hued image, frozen
Insinuates that her legends were honest legends.
She knows they were never born of classic fiction at all,
But that they had been fostered by her own life.
The sepia hued image lies lifeless
During a subtle, summer evening
Reciting memories.
Glenn McCrary, 30 june 2012
Makita XVI: Pornographic Sucker Punch
The beat that composes
Summer’s zealous speech
Employed my bones with jubilees
A quaint taste laced
with pornographic oaths
Of which I abstain from forsaking
As in her caress I descend
Glenn McCrary, 30 june 2012
Makita XV: Famous Nightmare
The hours screamed
Fine warnings eclipsed
By the science that is
Her lovely masquerade
for no woman upon bended knee
have I fostered much passion
The love of my sexy nightmare
Breast of the famous queen
Glenn McCrary, 30 may 2012
1-800-FUN
The flavored fragrance of yesterday
Inter-weaved with the clouds of tomorrow
The sun drinking human fountains
As she dances within the yellow mystery
Spreading color across yonder draughts
Where the tongues of happiness reside
Glenn McCrary, 30 may 2012
Kicks & Screams
A sharp, harrowing burden
Fashions mirrors of fear
Virgin pages designed
From white nothingness
Tattooed by black teeth
Eyes everywhere
Bold, brave, and daring
To decode the freakish nature
Ascending from duplicity
Glenn McCrary, 30 may 2012
Graham Sharp
Once owned the knowledge
That one needed to acquire
To seize the breast of happiness
Year upon year striving
For her unmistakable taste
Descending to a universal death
First shaking America a century ago
Glenn McCrary, 29 may 2012
Memory Weapons
5 a.m. had surfaced
Weary I ascended from my bedstead
Keen I rose the first of many cancer sticks
to the sleek rift of my lips
Oh, how the flavor of fresh, young smoke
Knocked at the base of my esophagus
Caressing my uvula with infinitely
Unfathomable mountains of beauty
Glenn McCrary, 29 may 2012
John Hancock
Fringed by putrescent dusk
Fingernails dig beneath graveyard wounds
Fostered by lexical warfare
Within the harrowing fiascos of tomorrow
Nothing but bated memories
Braided by skin, coffee, and cigarettes
Branded by concrete whispers
Glenn McCrary, 26 may 2012
Taste
Skin…
I hanker to sniff and fondle
To languish within the marching wines
Born of our bodies
As to the rhythm of sheets we sweep
Cover to cover
Lover to lover
Like leaves that speak summer
Mere synthesized minutes
Autographed by Eden
These hours we shall cherish
And fancy not of repentance
Glenn McCrary, 22 may 2012
Black Locust
Distance cleaves us
Though we drink of the smiles
Bubbling from the corners of our lips
The colours of courtship begin to swivel
Locust echoes bloom ever so fearlessly
As fair passion sweeps through the fog
Glenn McCrary, 21 may 2012
Virgin Leaves
The eloquent foundation of a treaty evolved
Luck danced within the fabric that was our skin
Virgins we were to such tasteful artistry
Senses sharpening with each candid discovery
Phosphorescent rivulets blandished our bones
Displaying bravuras of a sensory love
By the vines of felicity we were skeined
A bed of our locks sleet had designed
Fleet each word had become razed
Illustrating wicked fallacies
Glenn McCrary, 10 june 2012
Makita I: Calligraphic Boulevards
Versed within aureate calligraphy
Each syllable we’d partake
Defined by moments
When our lips would graze
As we lie in the bedsteads
Fashioned by the finest mirth
Born of cultured artistry
Glenn McCrary, 13 june 2012
Makita III: Breast Of Fear
As the bark of fear ascends
callow pages crease
illustrating a youthful doxy
abreast a sheet of smoke
waltzing betwixt velveteen lips
as if tomorrow’s mistakes
mattered yesterday
Glenn McCrary, 13 june 2012
Makita IV: Ages & Quakes
Voodoo cryptograms
were the mirrors
alleviating all that is
bred of elementary nature
having spaked in tones
that could quake the bones
fashioning humanity’s frame
furnished by deathly tales
Glenn McCrary, 28 june 2012
Makita XIV: White Famine
Through hazy mirrors
A doxy appears to be doused
Within suicide languages
Hips bemoaning white filigrees
Caressed by a famine of beatitude
designed to elicit tragedy
Glenn McCrary, 20 june 2012
Makita XIII: Square Epigraph
In a yonder canyon
Upon earth’s finest grass I sit
Scathing mature flower petals
As if to sojourn the years
When youth nestled us
Grazing our faces with happiness
Glenn McCrary, 20 june 2012
Makita XII: Loveless Death
Omnifarious cancers
Appear to elutriate the air
To the sharp turning leaves of parsimony
as fallacious acts brand us
and the flourishing hunger
betwixt our passionate fidelities
with loveless hues of death
Glenn McCrary, 20 june 2012
Makita XI: Imagistic Memories
A hankering feature once she was
Saturated by a plethora of alleviation
along the current she’d sway
Her presence infusing meaning
In elementary shapes
And esoteric hymns
Makita te quiero
Tu eres mi amor
Glenn McCrary, 20 june 2012
Makita X: Plausible Illustrations
Phonetics of oblivion
Sheathed by plausibility
Elapsing cultures with ease
Fathering quaint illustrations
Daring to be discovered
Along fearless avenues
Embellished by the fences
That compose the verses
Of which we refer to as life
Glenn McCrary, 18 june 2012
Makita VII: Gypsy’s Creak
Her hair sways
Like a gypsy’s hips in summer
Young, seasoned, and ripe
Was the frame of her smile
Voice knocking upon
The fences of freedom
Swooning men of her choice
Before the suave, sleek edges
Fashioning the finesse that is
This dactylic wonderland
Glenn McCrary, 17 june 2012
Makita VI: The Focus
Focusing upon a lantern of thirst
she ate of catastrophes
and quaffed of black karma
cast by fiction in sleaze
camaraderie non existent
though through the holocaust
erect she stood
Glenn McCrary, 14 june 2012
Makita V: Orange Draught
White fences groan
In fuchsia fingered sighs
Passion sprinting
Along aging sands
Whilst from diamond straightjackets
Black snow descends
To a fine, orange death
Glenn McCrary, 17 may 2012
Cigarette Crayons
Cacophonous were the echoes of yesteryear
In the face of unyielding fear they flourished
Oblivious to their imagistic cataclysm I dwindled
Who had known of such a fate to have married?
Theatrical strands of faith and vindication
Gradually descended upon each square
The sun’s oath had risen to fruition
Beauteous framework begins to evolve
Bearing the august seeds of revelation
Answers in which I sought
Rested within pendulum clocks
As throughout my life
Many webs they have spun
Amongst tribulations I have toured
By not a second did hope age
A novelty twas the leaf
Upon which I have turned
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