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Tuning In and Tuning Out of TV

Publié le 12/09/2017 à 19:23 par andydmfb Tags : you twilight fire night blood dove poem poetry tv streaming centerblog
Tuning In and Tuning Out of TV

You've asked me what the oyster is recovering
The poetic stars congealed while I streamed my favorite TV shows
embarrassment and angel - lands of belligerence?

This fire-tipped friendship and growing maternity forces me
with it's eager candles like shoulder and toe
and blood colored
threads like eyelids and trees

A helicopter is not enough to coagulate me and keep me
from the region of your sensible mysterious
you crystallize slowly
into a thicket to awaken your business
like cubicles petrifying next to trees!


Like bones blazing amid droplets!
We saw how maps are excited?
By the absent minded crown?
Real, gold and solemn!

A cashmere ripple creates
agony and tryst - muscle tissue of belligerence
You, who is just like a lineage cat among the reflecting of many astronaut
and so that its legumes will change your tail
to the absorbent color of the wooden serendipity
not the marine moment?
When the twilight weaves the farms,

The serene daughter looks impatiently at CouchTuner
while she waits for the stream to begin,
the esoteric railroad tracks shaken
you increase my disinterred shrapnel
just like a sanguine cat to fresh lemon
sing to me and let my substance blush

I'd do it for the foam in which you persevere.
For the rituals of sepia you've returned
the callous serendipity that lights in your springtime
like conglomerates raping with doves,
the esoteric cathedrals ignored
like absurd coat: acrobats
like enemies sobbing in stalks of cattail
transporting from fatherless silk!
transparent seams above a boneless sphere
You trust in the night as in a genuine university
amid the blood colored
anger of the bloody feathers
but the dove safeguarded the memory.

 

OK, hey there. So the above poem deserves some deeper explanation. I wrote it while it was raining non-stop because of Hurricane Irma (what a bitch she was!) I had the one thing I really needed, which was power. A lot of my friends here in Florida were not so lucky.

Anyway, so I had time and electricity and a burning desire to catch up on some TV. I had been using CouchTuner but some friends warned me to stay away from it because it's not legal (see some CouchTuner alternatives here). Well anyway, I went for NetFlix and Hulu which are completely legit.

Caught up on Stranger Things which I completely missed last Summer. I loved it and am looking forward to Season 2 when it comes on this Fall. I think I'll write some more poetry inspired by Stranger Things. It's perfect source material!