James Wylder, Writer

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Example Poems From an Eloquence of Time and Space, by James Wylder
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3.9 The Family of Blood

There is no wrath like an angered god
who grants our wishes with storm cloud trod
drenched in kindness, his cold heart swells
dreams written down like the book of Kells
till Morpheus affirmed the end to peace with nods
there is no wrath like an angered God
who lives without that wedding dress or Bells
A field of family he will never sod
drenched in Kindness, his cold heart swells
when friendship dives away your tells
and all you meant was to spare the rod
there is no wrath like an angered god
shivering stageplay humanity along the dolls
a fake Englishman to bring our screams inside our pod
drenched in kindness, his cold heart swells
a family slit by blood to bond in hells
our slumbers Heaven’s chains to make us odd
there is no wrath like an angered god
drenched in kindness, his cold heart swells

6.2 The Mind Robber

Memory lies
on the face of pages
where we open up
to curl into corners
with Gulliver and friends
climbing Rapunzel's hair
into the white nothing
only we can fill
with ink and a dream

5.1 The Eleventh Hour

I washed away a thousand years of life
with fire from my skull
cracking my home
into coral shards of coal
until I become
a children’s book character

3.1 Smith and Jones

A Judoon Platoon on the Moon?
why did you assume that would be a boon
only a loon would attune to the goon
that harpooned Doctor Eun and its
not even noon in June to Harpoon
with Judoon on the moon! So soon!
Don’t listen to a tune on your Zune,
I know I make you swoon across this lunar dune
you’re a Doctor? I am too! Fate like runes!
bandits together like raccoons
leading to our Judoom

Smith and Jones to the rescue then
to assume the doom Judoon will zoom
into the room and entomb us like a womb
with a boom on the moon

we’ll weave this all up like a loom, this doom
and then no more Judoon
will harpoon in platoons on the moon
I assume?