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Improvijazzation Nation poetry - Issue # 78

 

CALL for SUBMISSIONS!!!

ALL artists!  I am very, VERY happy to announce that IMPROVIJAZZATION NATION is ACCEPTING SUBMISSIONS again.  I have been granted a (possibly long-term) stay of execution for my trip to Iraq.  I will still  be traveling all over the U.S., so new issues may be a little less timely, but (as always), we will review your materials as soon as possible after we receive them.  Look at the guidelines for submission below, please:

 

MUSIC:  All formats accepted.  Snail mail to:  Zzaj Productions, c/o Dick Metcalf, 5308 65th Avenue, Lacey, WA 98513  The only criteria for music you submit is that it MUST HAVE high performance energy... if you submit lacklustre material, it will be reviewed accordingly

POETRY:  Poems are accepted for publication ONLY via e-mail.  Poems submitted in any other fashion will NOT be published.  Poetry that includes some reference to music is granted first priority for publication.

BOOKS:  We will review some books; books about music are PREFERRED.  We will NOT return any books submitted for review.  Snail them to the address listed above for MUSIC.

DIY Announcements:  We will post your (e-mailed) ad about DIY projects, regardless of genre or medium... HOWEVER, this is ONLY for INDEPENDENTS... if you are a corporation, don't even BOTHER sending stuff... it will be marked and reported as SPAM!

 


 

Poets - SUBMIT your poems via e-mail (!!ONLY!!) to:

rotcod@hawaii.rr.com

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Azeroth

Azeroth, the soul transcendent,

Azeroth, the sight unseen.

He appears as if from nowhere,

And invades your deepest dreams.

Azeroth, bringer of Chaos,

Azeroth, controller of mind.

He rides on a silver dragon,

Your secret desires to find.

Deep in a darkness unfeeling,

Lie the fears and the hate and despair.

But you are the master of your World,

Azeroth can't find you there.

The pattern of patterns unmatching,

The sound of the beast in its lair.

His thoughts are your thoughts and they are one;

On a dragon you fly through the air.

Under the black sky of mourning,

You battle your fear and your woe.

Azeroth battles beside you,

The friend that you never will know.

His sword it flashes like lightning,

And your sadness lies dead at your feet.

Azeroth brother of many,

Deep in your dreams you will meet.

 

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Fractured

Fractured hull plating rains down on the crowd on Proxima IV as a

warm breeze carries the scent of charred technology toward me. I gaze down at the masses scattering like ants as jagged spears stab

at them from the heavens.

The darkening sky is lit with the trails of Starships that will never

fly again: cut into jigsaws of death by the Halcyon Horde. Nothing resembling a body survives reentry.

The citizens of Denkrit scream and scream, but their cries fail to

stir the slightest emotion in my being.

Would I feel, if I could feel?

My hands grip the balcony railing tightly, as if ready to reduce it

to powder at the slightest provocation.

Behind me, the Crystal Spire rises, reflecting the cometlike trails

of the Spacefleet as it falls to the ground like a million Icarus. There is something about the death of a species that should make me

feel... isn't there?

They created me...shouldn't I feel pain?

They created me...shouldn't I feel rage?

They created me..shouldn't I...feel?

There's destruction around me...and in my head.

There's destruction around me...and in my head.

There's destruction around me...and in my...head.

Fable of a fallen race.

Fable of a fallen race.

Fable of a fallen race.

How does it taste?

Fractured.

Fractured.

Fractured hull plating rains down on the crowd on Proxima IV as a

warm breeze carries the scent of charred technology toward me. My Positronic Eyes record everything, until--eventually--it ends.

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Nebulon

 

The crimson sky on my world

Is like nothing you've ever seen.

The azure sea on my world,

Used to talk and laugh in my dreams.

I used to dance and sing there,

On that golden beach that I can't find.

Too far away my planet,

But always here, in my mind.

Nebulon, I will find you,

Hidden in the stars far away.

Nebulon, I can hear you,

Calling me home to stay.

The crystal caves on my world,

Are like nothing there's ever been.

I used to lie there and listen,

Inside the hearts of men.

The emerald clouds on my world,

Weep silver tears, of delight.

I used to run through the rain there,

Naked to the night.

The spiral towers on my world

Rise ivory to the sky.

I used to climb them and dive off,

When I had need to fly.

The metal birds of Eldreth,

Would join me in the air,

And to the ground I'd plummet,

Bereft of every care.

Nebulon, I will find you,

Hidden in the stars far away.

Nebulon, I can hear you,

Calling me back to stay.

Nebulon, I will find you,

Hidden in the void far away.

Nebulon, I can hear you,

Calling me home to stay.

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Tritium

 

Tritium dial lights my face--I run.

Pteradon shrieks and follows me down,

Where the future is tight against the past

And the screaming of ages ensues.

Anachronistic shiny thing, clings to my arm.

Black plastic rings around my eyes,

Hold glass plates translucent to fear.

Above the mountain rumbles.

To smell a world untouched by man,

Where Saurus live and die and eat,

Is to fear.

To feel a fear larger than I,

To flee headlong primeval swamp.

The time itís not is glowing green,

A million years ahead itís set.

The gaping maw of in-between,

Awaits this chronic soul.

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Sea of Sadness

I sailed across the sea of sadness

Walked throughout the land, despair

Wondering if my true friend

Would be found and meet me there

I stared into the darkness

And wished with all my might

That whoever took her, would

At least come back and fight

In dreams and in my minds eye

The memories are so clear

Vanished without warning

My friend is ever near

Darkness came upon us

And plucked her from my sight

My magic couldn't save her

She vanished in the night

But always I remember

At times I hear her cry

She talks to me of times of old

And teaches me to fly

 

poems above submitted by Zefuldar (from MIX)

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My Life was not worth living.
 
I see is pain,
 
Which will forever remain in my heart.
 
I simply sit here
where wounds leak dreams
in this painful silence
between four walls.
 
Which pain is worse she does not know
The pain she's trying hard not to show
Thoughts going through her head of 'Why me?'
My darkness
Razors
Cutting into me deep
Scars mark me
My heart is aching
 
My smile is fading
 
My tears are dropping
 
My head is hurting
my eyes are burning
my life is going crazy
my life is crashing
all because of this
pain and sorrow
 
My heartÖ
My soulÖ
 
Reaping with such a pain
 
My heartbeat has been drowned
 
Pain is not so simple.
Whether itís emotional, mental or physical.
Emotional pain is what I love the most.
It happens everyday.
 
Silence surrounds me in a thick fog,
 
I want to get off this Life ride.
I want to bury my pain, my memories...
 
O god donít make my life so difficult
 
Send me some hope of love to lead this life
 
You are the creator of my fate
 
Why you write only pain in my life.
 
Whose curse affected on me
 
Where should I go?
 
Whom should I ask?
 
I knew you are the one and only person
Who can able to Change my fate and my life!!!! 

dechiraju

 

 

 

 

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