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Vacation - Podcast

Hey guys, I am going on vaction so I won't be posting at all for a week. However, I recorded a weeks worth of podcast episodes in advance that way no one has to suffer. I have a lot of new original poetry in those podcast episodes so check it out. I will be posting the poems on LJ once I get back but in the meantime why not listen to the podcast?

http://poetsaresexy.mypodcast.com Thanks for listening guys. I appreciate all your support and all of your help in becoming the #1 podcast at www.pod-planet.com

It feels good to be the best :P

What do you think of me?

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What do you think of me?
By Brian Nelson

A cat reflects on the buzzing bee,
and asks what do you think of me?
and says my catnip is long gone
or I would offer you some
and says my back pack straps clasp
too tightly around my abdomen.
Rainbow pinwheels spin on, spin on

A bee responds to a reflective cat,
buzz buzz buzz buzz

© 2007 by Brian Nelson

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FatCat

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Brian Nelson was born at ground level.
He is the provider. He is your loved one.
It all started with a bent over German school
marm getting plowed by a one armed Polish
prospector on a one wheeled-wagon creaking
across the Willamette river powered by a mule
named FatCat.
I miss him.
FatCat B. Nelson
A massive funeral mass will be held hostage
at noon Monday July 42nd, 1805 pm in the
church of Former Night Sinners
FatCat was born under an arc of manure,
shot out from a sprinkler over farmland.
He is the provider. He is your loved one.
It all started with mule on mule action,
doggystyle, which is really just regular
mule style.
We miss him
We miss you FatCat.

© 2007 by Brian Nelson

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Podcast

Hey guys, I hope that you do check out my podcast if you like any of my poems posted here.
The PoetsAreSexy podcast is the #1 top rated podcast at www.pod-planet.com as well as being the 2nd most subscribed. It is updated daily with fresh content. Granted some episodes are better than others, so give it a chance and if you don’t like one episode check out another.

Episodes feature background music, special effects, poetry battles, impromptu poems, poetry readings by me and guests, writing tips, and writing excercises. Some episodes are pretty funny and my podcast has been gaining criticial acclaim at various podcast directories.

You can email comments about my poems or my podcast to brian@poetsaresexy.com

If I put my face in a blender

If I put my face in a blender
by Brian Nelson

If I put my face in a blender, would you love me?
Come look and see what I’ve done.
I just need a slight skin change, then you’ll love me.
I know it ~ I feel it.
If my tongue wrapped around an urchin, would you kiss me?
Come look and see what I’ve done.
It just needs a textural change, then you’ll kiss me.
You’ll feel it, I know it.
You just need to love me, you need to search me
Isn’t it exciting when you find stuff in my pockets?
I think it is
I feel it. I F E E L it.
I think this is going to be good
I think we’re going to be good.


© 2007 by Brian Nelson

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This is no place for a tadpole

This is no place for a tadpole
by Brian Nelson


Perhaps, but this is no place for a tadpole. Please don't
play in my mango trees I urge you. Please don't
play in my mango trees where crickets chirp into
buckets hanging from the branches. Tiny green crickets
spilling over each other, filling each bucket to the brim. You're
just determined to have a bad time aren't you? What
do you mean its either that or you play in my
mango trees? You aren't playing in my mango trees
and that's final

© 2007 by Brian Nelson

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Annoyances

Annoyances
by Brian Nelson


The other thing that annoyed me was the way you kept
breathing in and out.
It wasn't the noise or the strange quality of your breath, it
was the simple act of breathing, and the fact that it
sustained your life.

© 2007 by Brian Nelson

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Blind Spot

Blind Spot
by Brian Nelson


unrecognized
drones pass it by.

Insects crawl
on its dome
metal base.

Dirty illumination,
stuck in between
white and yellow

Shivering while
cold steel meets
feet.
purpose disguised

Here, right now,
a hunchbacked girl
pulled nearer and nearer the
pavement

Glances at it.

From the almond of her
I.

This is momentary
Light post happiness.
© 2007 by Brian Nelson

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Apple Trees

Apple trees
by Brian Nelson

Apple mush is spread all around, littering
its plashy juices. Apple flags proclaim
summertime is here. I support modesty
of ambition, as do the others

Apple generals weary
of saluting droop their branches. I see
one man with a flicker of light ... but,
I reject matchboxes.

One flame could ruin our sweet clinches
One man could destroy our pleached branches, Our
hunched leeches... Our
wrenched teachers. One man

Apple mush attracts stray birds. I reject
stray birds.

As the sun sets, our quaint orchard is filled
up with sunlight. The eerie sunlight makes us match
like a purple bathroom with purple
soap inside.

Apple trees, together and tired.


© 2007 by Brian Nelson

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