Bonus Poem Challenge

It's simple: if a few of you 'demonstrate' interest in my sponsors then I'll post an old, unpublished poem. This is a daily offer, good for about a week or so, unless there's no interest--in which case you & I will just pretend it never happened.

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Freestyle Time at CombatWords! November 5, 2010

http://combatwords.blogspot.com/2010/11/combatwords-november-5-2010-freestyle.html

BTW, the dude's totally not freestyling. He's looking up his notes.

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Forces of Nature [Today's News Poem, November 5, 2010]

Forces of Nature [Today's News Poem, November 5, 2010]

Ants can commune with the infants.
Crawling up bedposts to tickle
Toes kicked unswaddled, then nibble
Leftovers, lost in the panic.

Plumes in the air—who's astonished
Anymore? Flames seem triumphant,
Smoke seems the signal of kinship:
Lava the call, and flight the response.

"The death toll from Indonesia’s Mt. Merapi doubled Friday when rescue workers uncovered more than 50 victims who had succumbed to the latest blast of superheated gas from a fierce eruption that began late Thursday night. The eruption burned villages up to nine miles away from the volcano’s crater and forced authorities to widen the evacuation zone."
—Sara Schonhardt, Correspondent / November 5, 2010
http://www.csmonitor.com/World/Asia-Pacific/2010/1105/New-Mt.-Merapi-eruption-in-Indonesia-raises-death-toll-into-triple-digits

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Explaned Explosion [#twitterfoundpoem, November 5, 2010]

Explaned Explosion [#twitterfoundpoem, November 5, 2010]
Tweets+Edits=#twitterfoundpoem

grenades and razor blades fall mainly on the plain.
the plane! the plane crashed mainly on the plain.
What's understood need not to be explained:
The plane developed engine trouble and exploded on impact.
The plane explaned beyond recognition!
explaned the speed of explosion:
a rain of plane falls mainly on the plain.





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Louis XVI Considers His Good Fortune [Today's News Poem, November 4, 2010]

Louis XVI Considers His Good Fortune [Today's News Poem, November 4, 2010]

Accustomed to excess refinement,
Pause and admire the consequence
Mirrored as portrait: the fortunate.

Versailles is the soul's own reflection:
Glory requires one's willfully
Ignorant, urgent, impulsive, harsh.

If not for one's urges and instincts,
Who would not lay down and perish?
Hunger and loneliness animate

And fear does the rest—and if not, then it's boredom.

"The organisers of Thursday’s anti-US demonstration, in their final declaration, said that Iran considers “America as the Great Satan and enemy number one.”"
—Telegraph.co.uk, 9:31AM GMT 04 Nov 2010
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/middleeast/iran/8109535/Iran-stages-mass-protest-on-anniversary-of-US-embassy-capture.html

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Most Intriguing [#twitterfoundpoem, November 4, 2010]

Most Intriguing [#twitterfoundpoem, November 4, 2010]
Tweets+Edits=#twitterfoundpoem

a final act of Fuck off:
a most intriguing temporal paradox.
HAHAHAHAHAHA
a paradox!

during a course of temporal physics and causality
I spent like 10 years leveling
during a course of sixteen years.
HAHAHAHAHAHA
a paradox!

who knew time travel could be so fun?
Oh everyone???
This is when we need time
machines like o'clocks and stuff,
to travel through a course of time:
a final act of Fuck off:
kill that Kid, that asshole newb
and punch his nose!
HAHAHAHAHAHA
a paradox!



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Champion's Anxiety [Today's News Poem, November 3, 2010]

Champion's Anxiety [Today's News Poem, November 3, 2010]

"Number one champs!"

Ducking the bottle, they miss me
And throttle the hill. The whole city
Gobbles the news. They're the winners
I've heard, for a day or eleven.

"Number one champs!"

Even the score for a little
Bit, envy is sharpest for former
Owners—by pwning, they're kinging
And queening the angst of tomorrow.

"Number one champs!"



"Hundreds of thousands of people jammed the streets today in one of the largest crowds downtown San Francisco has ever seen, joyously chanting and waving signs and standing 50 deep on Market Street for the Giants' World Series victory parade."
—Justin Berton, Kevin Fagan,Demian Bulwa, The San Francisco Chronicle, Wednesday, November 3, 2010
http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2010/11/03/BAM51G6DMS.DTL

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Forget About It—It's Cyberpunk Chinatown [#twitterfoundpoem, November 3, 2010]

Forget About It—It's Cyberpunk Chinatown [#twitterfoundpoem, November 3, 2010]
Tweets+Edits=#twitterfoundpoem

wanna fix
this crazy, fucked up World?
This World Is Crazy.
Forget about it.
a quick visit to chinatown should fix you
like a quick line.
It's like crack.
wanna fix this crazy, fucked up World?
pretty soon you'll eventually get to chinatown
and Forget about this crazy, fucked up cyberpunk World.
You can't fix every man woman and child.
you don't have the money!
Forget about it, This cyberpunk World Is Crazy:
fix Yourself in chinatown!



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Fallible Man [Today's News Poem, November 2, 2010]

Fallible Man [Today's News Poem, November 2, 2010]

Reality's lost the electorate,
So vote for your gratification.
The libertine pathway of synapses
Is Manicheistic; rewarding
The silencing instinct of consciousness.

Fallible Man! What does will represent?
Urgent activity, mingled with grins.
Solipsist, think, so you are—and can be
Vapors at vespers: a pipe on your desk,
Confidence fills up both lungs—you're alone.

"He and his chief chemist get ideas for new drugs by scanning scientific literature. They pay particularly close attention to new papers published by scholars known for researching mind-altering, psychoactive substances. David Nichols, a pharmacologist at Purdue University, has been especially valuable, Mr. Llewellyn says. Through his work studying brain receptors, Dr. Nichols has developed a range of psychoactive substances. His papers give a full description of the drugs he's using, including their chemical makeup. This provides Llewellyn and others with a roadmap for making the drugs."
—JEANNE WHALEN, The Wall Street Journal, OCTOBER 30, 2010
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748704763904575550200845267526.html

"Voters in many states cast ballots on controversial measures Tuesday, including opting out of President Obama's health care reforms, balancing budgets, legalizing marijuana, and countering union organizing."
—Michael Martinez, CNN, November 2, 2010 5:48 p.m. EDT
http://www.cnn.com/2010/POLITICS/11/02/ballot.initiatives/

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The Political Ideology of @LeducViolet [#twitterfoundpoem, November 2, 2010]

The Political Ideology of @LeducViolet [#twitterfoundpoem, November 2, 2010]
Tweets+Edits=#twitterfoundpoem

I wanna work off my upper middle class guilt...
down with daddy!
I wanna work off my debt to the revolution...
my parents must die so that I can live as I wish...
guilt-free! DA upper middle class IS GETTING
THINNER BY DA MINUTE!
Come with me girl let's play radicals and revolutionaries;
we can tweet off our upper middle class guilt
and maybe They won't kill u, or me.
down with daddy
and SUCK MY COCK!

http://twitter.com/leducviolet/status/29444826566

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Bored With All Creation [Today's News Poem (Sonnet), November 1, 2010]

Bored With All Creation [Today's News Poem (Sonnet), November 1, 2010]

No worthy builder ever lets it slip:
They craft creation's image, aping self.
If self's an ape, then knout that beast and whip
The creature 'till it cringes on your shelf.
The jars are filled with pickled error, tools
And samples studied under microscopes.
Your pet observes the play you make in pools
With petri dishes, life itself. No hope
For animals like these, you let them fight
For nutrients. The exit's never found.
Your stupid pet observes your work, delights
In play you call your study; though its bound
To live inside a dish as well—you're bored
With all creation, though they call you Lord.

"The national poll found that Americans plan to vote for Republicans over Democratic candidates by 50 percent to 44 percent. This is an edge that will likely give Republicans dozens of seats in the House and significant gains in the Senate."
—Reuters, Mon Nov 1, 2010 2:12pm EDT
http://www.reuters.com/article/idUSTRE6A03X520101101

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The Leading Man is of Zombie Races [#twitterfoundpoem, November 1, 2010]

The Leading Man is of Zombie Races [#twitterfoundpoem, November 1, 2010]
Tweets+Edits=#twitterfoundpoem

THE leading man of dreams is officially of zombie races.
when you look at their ROTTING faces
don't you guys get a warm glow from THE Traces
of human nature Rotting in those Aces?
WHAT??!!! you guys prefer extra hot maces
to bash their ROTTING heads,
over seeing them sing on TV while you lie in your comfy bed
changing the channels of dread??!!!

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Will You Walk Again? [Today's News Poem, October 31, 2010]

Will You Walk Again? [Today's News Poem, October 31, 2010]

True, there are many who think of the aftermath;
Weeping, yet filled with a sense of adventure,
Bold curiosity—that sort of thinking.

I've long considered death by disaster:
The bullets, explosions—friends who've gone mad—
And never thought that goodness could survive

Hunger or loneliness; much less the panic.
Everything happens—must happen—and moments
Simply are judgments confirming the worthy

And worthlessness, based off one's actions
With graves to assort us, by faction.

"The last of the Kennedy old guard, Sorensen was a tireless defender of his legacy. Never, privately or publicly in the years since, did he take credit for the words or actions that made the 35th President an icon of the office."
— Adam Sorensen, Time, Sunday, Oct. 31, 2010
http://www.time.com/time/politics/article/0,8599,2028527,00.html

"The relationship between the atomic bomb and postwar popular culture is as intimate as it is complex. It stretches right back to the almost contemporaneous invention of the teenager, in the winter of 1944, as the new model of youth: this product-hungry, pleasure-seeking individual was the perfect person to inhabit the new psychology of a world that could be blown up at any moment."
—Jon Savage, guardian.co.uk, Sunday 31 October 2010 21.31 GMT
http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2010/oct/31/pop-music-atomic-bomb-jon-savage

http://www.flickr.com/photos/jackszwergold/sets/72157621722066256/





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State of the Union [CombatWords Story Repost, October 30, 2010]

State of the Union [CombatWords, October 30, 2010]

Once upon a time, criminals controlled America. And America? She was dying. And instead of renewing herself with a culture of life, she became increasingly obsessed with the culture of death. The death of honest work. The death of the American Dream... death of the Constitution—death of the very way of life and culture that had once made America so great. Life was expendable in those dark times and theft was the rule, not the exception. Honest people lived in terror, while murderers, thieves, propagandists and rapists dominated the courts, streets, media and even the presidency.

America was tired. It was tired and it had gotten lazy. The culture of death made criminals into heroes and honest, hard working citizens seem like fools. Young people learned to idolize the worst elements society had to offer. And then, on September Eleventh, two thousand and one, everything changed. Three million Americans perished in a single cloud of flame, when terrorists did the unthinkable and detonated a nuclear bomb in New York City.

But New York City survived. America rebuilt an exact replica her crown jewel. All save the World Trade Towers, as a symbol to ensure Americans never forgot that tragic day. Their loss is the permanent scar from a wound that will never close. Yet the pain from that scar reminded America that it was still alive! Real Americans took their country back.

Not surprisingly, the culture of death perished and a culture of life was revitalized. And now, America is optimistic again, working under a common vision. We took socialists at their word and put them to work in our factories, farms, and brothels for service men. Terrorist races were executed under the tragic, but necessary suspension of habeas corpus. America destroyed her enemies before her enemies destroyed her from the inside out.

Although much of the world still rallies against humanity's last, greatest hope, America has outlasted many terrorist civilizations and terrorist ideologies. And we're not alone in our quest to defend freedom. Our friends are stronger than ever; London, Greater Israel, and Australia have joined the coalition of the willing. We have liberated Canada, the former Latin American nations, and Europa—including The Fatherland—and laid ruin to Peking Man and the Mohammadan hordes. Americans live longer than ever and that's no surprise since we're the world's biggest importer of human organs. And we work harder than ever. What's in the secret sauce Uncle Sam? It's freedom my friends, freedom.

http://combatwords.blogspot.com/2010/10/combatwords-october-29-2010-farce-and.html

http://www.boingboing.net/2010/10/29/machine-of-death-ama.html

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Esprit De Corps [#twitterfoundpoem, October 31, 2010]

Esprit De Corps [#twitterfoundpoem, October 31, 2010]
Tweets+Edits=#twitterfoundpoem

It is only 11am and I am already exhausted.
my esprit de corps is depleted.
meds help...but I will be haunted
by the memory of the Holy Spirit everyday.

I love your eyes...
I'll take them!
my Spirit eyes are already depleted!
don't believe in karma?
Thats the spirit!
bring me more meds and your eyes...
more community spirit and less inequality...
Thats the spirit!
I love my karma
but I love your eyes more!
I'll take them!
Thats the spirit!

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Karl Popper's Face In The Clouds [Today's News Poem, October 30, 2010]

Karl Popper's Face In The Clouds [Today's News Poem, October 30, 2010]

Yes Glaucon, the clouds look like beards for the sun,
And birds are the fleas that have crawled in that hair.
But what is their essence? Of what shall we say
Is certain of faces that drift through the sky?
The moon is no female, for clouds ring his glow,
And likewise, the planet is shrouded with mist;
So what shall we say of the nature of sight?
Deception, a shadow-illusion, a crumb of bread
We nibble although there's no sustenance there—
There's nothing to say, for negation's our proof.

"Still, it is perhaps a measure of the volatility of American politics that a television comedy show was able to tap something deep among American voters, who turned out in the tens of thousands on Saturday to add their voices to a national political debate that some said had left them behind. "
—SABRINA TAVERNISE and BRIAN STELTER, The New York Times, Published: October 30, 2010
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/10/31/us/politics/31rally.html



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CombatWords: October 29-31, 2010: Tragedy & Farce

http://combatwords.blogspot.com/2010/10/combatwords-october-29-2010-farce-and.html



The Rules: http://combatwords.blogspot.com/2010/07/official-rules-for-combatwords-updated.html

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They're There With Their Phantasmagoria [#twitterfoundpoem, October 30, 2010]

They're There With Their Phantasmagoria [#twitterfoundpoem, October 30, 2010]
Tweets+Edits=#twitterfoundpoem

they're there. their
basic approach to Phantasmagoria
is delta normal. there's nothing wrong
WITH standard deviation,
but real Deviants are their favorites.
their fruity flavored wooden jesus head is real;
and look there! Phantasmagoria
will not be there anymore to listen.
they're just kind of making this up as they go now,
making this up as they Summon and kill....
summon and kill...summon and kill....
Mammon, Android jesus, and tribes
and tribes of delta normal Deviants
WITH standard deviation!!!

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Happiness Tycoon [Today's News Poem, October 29, 2010]

Happiness Tycoon [Today's News Poem, October 29, 2010]

The question's not, 'who might be plotting?'
It's "why aren't you plotting?'
If an ass of a queer on the bus is enough to make you erect,
Why must you fear it? It's rubbing against you!

Ledgers aren't meant to be balanced,
They're there to embezzle.
Crime doesn't pay when you're caught, but
Behind every fortune—no! everyone happy—is theft.

"Obama spoke publicly about the incident the day after the plot was uncovered in a bid to show that he and his administration were on top of the situation. He was heavily criticized for taking three days to make his first public statement after the failed bomb attempt on an U.S. airliner last Christmas Day."
—Reuters, Fri Oct 29, 2010 5:51pm EDT
http://www.reuters.com/article/idUSN2923536820101029

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Temple For Temples [#twitterfoundpoem, October 29, 2010]

Temple For Temples [#twitterfoundpoem, October 29, 2010]
Tweets+Edits=#twitterfoundpoem

With no color, I played
between red and blue spheres.
I planted a Symphony Orchestra,
planted my temple wit
different color spheres wit animals on thm.
the harmony of SPHERES
is a gun to your head
on your way down to nowhere, really.
harmonize wit all the animals on thm SPHERES.
Planting my Church at your temple
is nowhere, really; nowhere, really down
and out of reach, for a while;
really down at your temple,
my temple: your head.

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The Smallest Infinite Set [Today's News Poem, October 28, 2010]

The Smallest Infinite Set [Today's News Poem, October 28, 2010]

Capo, the box, has absconded with flowers,
Depleted their wavelengths; configured the towers
Of better than vision: its modes are unrivaled.

Detach your own retina; hoist it and sail:
Stupidity scars; it's the horn of the snail
Retracting—avoiding the terrible stimulus.

Everything's slanted, diagonal, trailing;
Make a selection, the future is hailing:
Enhance your reality; limit your options.

"President Obama gently sparred with Jon Stewart on "The Daily Show" in the final run-up to next week's midterm elections, after the comedian called his legislative progress "timid.""
—CNN Wire Staff, October 28, 2010 2:46 p.m. EDT
http://www.cnn.com/2010/POLITICS/10/28/obama.daily.show/index.html

http://books.google.com/books?id=l-75zLjGlZQC&pg=PA214&lpg=PA214&dq=dialectic+of+enlightenment,+genesis+of+stupidity



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Stroke Off And Have the Job Done! [#twitterfoundpoem, October 28, 2010]

Stroke Off And Have the Job Done! [#twitterfoundpoem, October 28, 2010]
Tweets+Edits=#twitterfoundpoem

when life gives you a stroke,
you gotta stroke stroke stroke
and have the job done!!!
wish you could pick up
my life & stuff lying here
stroking myself & goin half crazy.
Wish u could make just one clean stroke
and have the job done!
i'm lying In jokes cuz my life is pure comedy.
lying myself & goin half stroke:
pure comedy pure comedy
just make one clean stroke
and have the job done!

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Kingdom of Horses [Today's News Poem, October 27, 2010]

Kingdom of Horses [Today's News Poem, October 27, 2010]

Prophets in robes made of sackcloth and diesel dust
Know that the jester is credible—even drunk,
Pantless and slathered with feces. So what if he
Stinks and his modesty's crawling with lice and fleas?
Flies on the wall of the office of tragedy
Watch as the faces on Market Street vanish with
Aging, or crawl in a stupor from bus stop to
Gutter, the suit gone to tatters. A briefcase of
Bottles and powders that faxes forgetting from
Files made of billable hours. That money is
Nothing compared to this kingdom of horses.

"Jon Stewart is not a newsman, but polls show he has the reach of one at the top of his profession. He's not a politician or an activist, but he's set to host a rally expected to draw tens of thousands to Washington's National Mall. And with President Obama ready to appear on his Comedy Central show Wednesday -- less than a week before the midterm elections -- Stewart is reconfirming that he's more than just an entertainer and satirist."
—Jason Hanna, CNN, October 27, 2010 -- Updated 1646 GMT (0046 HKT)
http://edition.cnn.com/2010/POLITICS/10/26/jon.stewart.obama/

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Dark And Stormy Knight [#twitterfoundpoem, October 27, 2010]

Dark And Stormy Knight [#twitterfoundpoem, October 27, 2010]
Tweets+Edits=#twitterfoundpoem

IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY Knight
Cold as the heart of darkness
in a snowman........... a blizzard of the mind.
DARK Knight storms Fall:
surprise attack!
Are we having a Batman moment?
Oh my goodness, was it ever!
the Knight raid sirens are going! here comes the storm!
DARK AND STORMY Knight
just got a heart of darkness jacket
and it made his day!!
DARK AND STORMY Knight beating the Heat
is a GREAT way to kick off the season of
DARK AND STORMY Knight!!

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