Experimental Everyone

Experimental Everyone

A Poem by Laura Lynn

For Tomorrow

ABBEY

M
odel’s modesty. They let animals
I
mpregnate one another, at a loss,
N
octurnal merriment of October.
T
hatched roofs of Sunrise Monet.
“S
amba,” I order. The poor man
A
wfully pedestalled, to be made
R
esolute, both with and without


TO ABBREVIATE

L
ust I do not pray about, I’m now
entrenched
in this muddy pit,
C
onvivial without much needed
A
wful caution.  I think his tongue
T
extile. Want to see his tongue
S
affron? Dancing how he. It’s
E
gregious a bit, but the poor man,
R
ich in wanting that of life, an


…ABBREVIATION…

C
ourteous and grand, wanting
I
mpressing things we don’t have.
T
urnkeys let the prisoners out.
S
alience of a person’s appearance.
U
nmade beds lie neglected in the
R
everberant hollow rooms.


ABC ….patterned
H
arlequin tights. I’m worried that
A
wls won’t bring their owners

A
wnings if they need them in
L
ean summer.  Checking
E
nrollment for courses in love,
F
use the disparate and current to
B
rick houses? Don’t. How?
E
nsconcing candles of yesterday,
T
railblazers stop off at the inn.


BASICS
Y
ou must know, I am tired.
E
n route to work, I need to impose
S
afely each requirement. Take this
O
bligation and cherish it, enjoy it
D
ocilely if you can.  I see
O
bstruction in road signs, traffic,
T
iffs of legislation. Work results.

TO ABDICATE

L
urching about the boat bobs on
E
ven-tempered waves.  Everyday
H
ardships surmount decay, so that
I
mpregnation of mist and fog be
T
etchy into air, so people hire
P
ainters to brighten the house.
A
wkward walls form a century.
T
ete-a-tete, two women argue,
E
ventfully months unfold,
R
ice is a staple we must consider.

L
ynchpins over lynching any day;
E
lbow business for an unlucky race
V
exatious tongues formed while
A
xes cut down deciduous wood.
T
etralogy of fantasy, why would
E
xacting werewolves morph?
R
ichly the party was attired, their
A
xiom formality royally met in
L
uxury tuxedo.  Now what? How?

ABDICATION

H
ares defer to the moon and love.
I
mpressed paper embossed there
T
umescence dealt in specifics. 
P
alpable concrete became a game.
A
wkwardness, a lie, way of life…
T
urbines of engineers for our
R
hythm of life in commutes, why
U
ncouth youth? Woodbine: a gift.
T
urbulence: friction (& straining?)
 
V
igilance.  The stilted frame needs
I
mpressions of proximity of place,
T
wilight neighborhoods. A woman
U
ncritically must gaze without
R
hythmical focus, a separate isle.

ABDOMEN 
B
reathlessness reaches us after
E
thereal chemists, a dance class,
T
wofold tragedy and comedy
E
tiology only med students know.
N
utshell brevity, a style, a mode.

TO ABDUCT
L
ace took so many hours for us,
A
ugmented our mode of attack,
C
yclical housekeeping, rituals,
H
arm cast away with garlic or
T
weezers for unsightly chin hair.
O
ngoing wars between vampires,
F
uselage required for our passage.

ABDUCTION
C
liffhangers for until next week,
H
ereby the origins are needed,
A
ssumption in the ascension, the
T
winkling of an eye, not Santa,
I
mpressionistic Jesus.  He healed
F
urry chinned me; I was anything,
A
ssent needed for plantings, for

ABDUCTORs
C
ross examination: a lawyer ritual.
H
eretical court is for Jack of lev�"
O
omph, the Ompha Loompa’s,
T
unics stilted me too, or wilted,
E
xalted salt, I could walk into that
F
utureless city of it, my new home

ABERRANT
S
aintly Lot left it and I went there.
O
pera is on the stage live, but
T
wigs are my company and lot,
E
ventuality will be the end result.

ABERRATION
S
ake he liked, rice wine, and we
T
wirled as girls in skirts, until
improper
miniskirts which I or
you
didn’t wear.  Now the lines
A
ccuracy pins down threatening.

TO ABET
L
aced shoes, bright fluorescents,
E
ugenics or good breeding?
S
acrificial lamb is needed for
A
ccursed dearth. Pregnant potato,
Y
ou haven’t learned enough rules,
E
vacuate this building, what does
A
ssiduous Chinese water torture?

ABEYANCE
D
ocument what one dislikes r no-
C
rusade through despair, fallow
H
eroin field speaks to promise,
I
mmodest butter, oily Jude/june
Y
ou break down, up, I’m cool
A
ssimilation now, Seductor

IN ABEYANCE
T
witch like that white rabbit,
A
ssets make their way through
L
ush forests in a gondola, why
U
nction was good we’re told.
I
mmune systems have we.
 
V
estments of every color.
E
vangelic slowness. The
O
palescent humility I love,
M
utiny of Cameos, a new
E
vanescent mother of seas,
D
oes run across the street.

© 2014 Laura Lynn


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You are very talented with words and thoughts. I like the way you weave situation and thoughts. I like the way you set-up the poem. Create places, people and actions to drive the reader to read more. This is the kind of poetry that make me want to write. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is very interesting simply because its unpredictable.I like what You have done with the words. Very dramatic.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Laura Lynn
Laura Lynn

Fairfax, VA



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