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A Few More Hilton Vazquez Poems

I shared some Hilton Vazquez poems last month. Here are a few more.

Stormy

Stormy, clear seashells swiftly love a sunny, big sun.
The big seashell calmly fights the wind.
The captain waves like a big mainland.

Misty Windows

All doors buy fast, misty windows.
Grimy, small cars loudly desire a grimy, noisy girl.
Dry, hot cigarettes calmly shove a dead, cold cigarette.

What if…

Alexander the Great lived at the same time as Ed Wood?
…Buddha switched places with Mao Tse Tung?
…Harun Al-Rashid was connected to Cormac Mac Airt by forbidden knowledge?
…Lee Harvey Oswald had access to androids?
…the ‘British Invasion’ of music involved novelists?
…the Spanish Revolution involved virtual reality?
…the fall of Mankind from the Garden of Eden had never happened?
…the fall of Rome involved radio?
…the fall of Satan involved forbidden knowledge?
…the first transatlantic flight involved interstellar travel?

A Selection of Hilton Vazquez Poems

Here is a selection of poems penned by the great Hilton Vazquez, who wrote an ode to Evangeline Hammond entitled, All Vaporous Under the Sea.

The following three poems, entitled Quite Peaceful Beneath the Ground, Strangely Green Among the Trees, and So Scary Under the Earth, were written during Hilton’s youth. Scholars believe they were all written as love letters to his romantic interest at the time, Lady Wynne Reece.

He was raised near Adrua and had copious amounts of time to write once the harvest had passed.

Quite Peaceful Beneath the Ground

Sinful and murky behind the bullshit
We ensnare flying tentacles among the earth
Heavy! The end has fled
So big over the virgin
I poke violet claws beyond the sky
Beware! The fun must continue
Quite peaceful beneath the ground
I prod electric eyes before the air
Be aware! The lust felt good
wary awake
out of control
something missing
In whose heart
your brother
go without luggage
trying to remember

Strangely Green Among the Trees

Weird and misty behind the air
We invoke dark rubes against the mud
Intense! The night has come
All sticky beneath the virgin
You command splintering sensations under the flock
Atone! The Fool continues
Strangely green among the trees
You enjoy misty delusions below the shadows
I reach! The thought is fleeing
shadowed nameless
trying to recall
an unreliable map
With what regrets
my friend
take another road
never knowing how

So Scary Under the Earth

Sinful and humming under the dreamscape
You expel bright disasters on the clouds
Awaken! The demon is gone
All peaceful near the water
I find murky tongues beneath the light
Take cover! The feeling was good
So scary under the earth
I squeeze odorous witches about the rain
Beware! The bitch is vanishing
wavering fighting back
not understanding
any wind that blows
In whose arms
the hero
come singing
trying to remember

Tiny Land - Yelling

An Ode to Evangeline Hammond

All vaporous under the sea is a poem written by the great bard Hilton Vazquez. It was composed while he was traveling in the Duchy of the New Bane’s Slaughter in the West.

Unfortunately, he developed a nasty case of the Warping Canker and died much too young at the age of 32.

All vaporous under the sea

All vaporous over the air
Evangeline swallows luminous whorls on the land
Alack! The Knight is no more
Totally cold below the shadows
You sense yellow rubes under the spirits
Be transparent. The night gets weird
All vaporous under the sea
You smear humming demons above the towers
Be transparent. The life shall flee
trusting awake the eyes of Evangeline
walking out of the world
something missing
After how many voyages
the face in your mirror
turn aside
while the world changed