Absorbs Poems

Swallow Hollow

Detection of orbs, orbiting my eyes

Perfection absorbs, and I'm paralyzed 

Broken and brittle, split in the middle 

She spoke without tittle, spit out a riddle


Follow the hollow, to swallow the hollow

Wallow at every turn

Wallow and swallow, or sorrow tomorrow 

Follow or ever burn


Baited, deflated, fated not sated

Orbiting eyes would burn

Hated, degraded, fated not mated

Some boys will never learn

Forest Primeval

a leisurely stroll,
walking alone in the park,
I voice deep secrets -
thoughts that I have never shared - 
with the forest primeval

verdant, sheltering,
it absorbs the unrevealed;
nature is opaque

Before The Sun Sets

She is summoned for a cup of coffee
before the eyes can open.
The house breathes her in like incense
sweet when needed, choking when not.

The woman she serves, speaks of justice, of rising tides
but never sees the maid’s drowning eyes.

Carried in her little apron:
crumbs from a breakfast she didn’t taste,
a broken brooch she didn’t break,
a key she’s not allowed to use,
a list of orders inked by masters
and the weight of every accusation
that arrived before the evidence.

She knows all the corners of mansions,
absorbs the moods of households.
But is gifted with hand- me downs
and a pair of shoes worn thin by ambition.
And when she dares to rest, they call it an excuse.
A headache becomes defiance.
A funeral becomes fiction.

Before the sun sets,
she wipes all the demands.

Heart’s Intent

Heart
intents
that love flows
in the veins and
soul absorbs all pain
shadows of past dislimn
ushering to a future
of innocent naiveté
where the infinite horizons meet
as the circle of life and death completes


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My Blooming Rose

Alongside me in rain and shine
she walks her life on her own terms,
setting the course on the pathway she likes to pave.
Probing nameless people uncalled, she may descry
break the fence of her protected privacy and pry,
ask incisive questions to slice her persona.
She doesn’t ever care to respond.

In our passionate journey together for so many years
I’ve felt in her heart sunk in the quicksand of time,
emotions rise from the dormant fervor’s cauldron.
The good done to her she can’t acknowledge loud,
but the buds of love blossoming within, 
she keeps under protective shroud.
Mellow sensitivity soaks all her inarticulate feelings,
she is overwhelmed beyond measure,
but doesn’t know how to demonstrate. 

A deviant introvert, she absorbs pain and joy silently,
content with little and whatever I give as caring gesture.
She hasn’t given me even a flower as a token of love,
but I always adore her as a blooming rose I have.

Enjoy The Rain

The sky, colored all shades of grey,
blocks out searing rays of sunlight.
And as clouds start cooling the day,
sprinkles bring a welcome delight.
A splashing sound
quenches the ground.

Droplets freckle the dirt with spots,
where the thirsty soil absorbs them.
And drops, drumming on roofs and pots,
frighten the dogs, causing mayhem.
A little rain
can entertain.

Nature loves taking a shower;
for it makes everything look clean.
And every tree, bush, and flower
tends to gleam with a misty sheen.
Raindrops aren't tears,
nor liquid spears.

Showers summon a cooling mist
as tumbling drops moisten the sky.
And your wet skin feels freshly kissed,
instead of sweaty, hot, and dry.
So, don't complain:
enjoy the rain!

Greening

Greening

Reclaimed Brown
Intrepid Smog
As Dust Absorbs
A Reckless Past
Aged & Rotted
Vintage Sour...

Germ-i-nation.

With New Arousals' 
Fragrant Lust
Overheating On
Shimmering Lemon 
Breath To Wet &
Tender Birth.

-Gray Squirrel

06-02-2025

Dancing with Daisies

Across the valley, green pasture and the hills
I imagine dancing to freedom I feel
Lifting my toes in the daisies, full of thrills

Along the river, my spirit flows surreal
It's a taste of heaven on land around me
I imagine dancing to freedom I feel

In the sky, large birds soar so effortlessly
Peace comes naturally, not something I chase
It's a taste of heaven on land around me

I stand strong in the heights, bad things I erase
Enjoying a new life with things I create
Peace comes naturally, not something I chase

I'm part of life's production, lessons and fate
I'm becoming everything I want to be
Enjoying a new life with things I create

My mind absorbs the landscape, all that I see
Across the valley, green pasture and the hills
I'm becoming everything I want to be
Lifting my toes in the daisies, full of thrills

Heidi Sands

4/29/25

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Bizzumtiem

The Gain
****************

A laser consists of
 three main
 components:
 a gain medium,
 a pump source,
 and an optical
 resonator.

Primary Methods
*****************

 High Pressure,
 High Temperature
 Chemical Vapor
Deposition 

For-Deuterium
******************
 central plasma core
 where fusion reactions occur,
 powerful magnets
 to contain the plasma,
 and a surrounding blanket 
that absorbs energy 
and breeds tritium fuel
Tungsten
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Butterfly

"As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew  
anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue
 
Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia beneath a tinted sky of April blue 
flight of fancy fanning fast, fabulous marvel, she is beauty true on true"
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Defoliated trees bloom with emerald life after their verdant resurrection
in the fervent flow of zephyr with floral fragrance she finds her direction

The floral canvas absorbs sequins of sunburst colors in mesmeric meadow  
where she flitters allured to the aromatic arena of the springtime show

As a winged flower she drifts in the wind, whispering the tune of luring aria
in the drizzle of delightful shower with the cadence of the dulcet ballerina

Life breaks in the wake of hard domino effect while in debris my dreams lie
her dancing rhythm ripples rapture in me as I fly on the wings of the butterfly

Silent Pining

My heart is closed again,
Croaking with but a beat to stay alive.
It is angry, cramped.

It is remorseful,
Now scared of the possibilities,
Of false ties and
Infarct seeping once reflected.

It is drunken,
Longing to say soaking,
To inflate and explode in waves,
Clawing at it’s enclosure.

It is confused,
What are these ties?
The string woven over each other,
Wrapping and complex and unintelligible.
Elder fingers could not have the insight
Into a tale as known as this one.

My heart wants to know who you are,
But it aches still,
As my brain absorbs our string,
And it spits out Morning Glory.

LOVE AND LIFE'S DICHOTOMOUS ATMOSPHERE

Love is

            so much stronger

            than hate…

 

            Hate aborts

            all that is

            good…

 

            Love is

            a pregnancy

            that always gives

            birth:-

 

            Hate pontificates

            that which

            is called fear

            but strengthening

            love silences

            weakening fear…

 

            In the healing

            atmosphere

            of life

            hate evaporates

            but love

            absorbs

            healing sunshine

            and serenely flows

            with her frothing waves

            splashing upon

            the shores of life…

 

            The moonlight

            of love

            will always

            drown

            the darkness

            of hate

            for where love

            abides

            hate can never

            be:-

human versus pre-human

Human versus pre-human
Are humans born with a soul? I don’t know but I think a newborn child has yet to acquire a soul   A newborn absorbs everything it sees, including colors and voices, the way it is lifted up given a bath hugged, and song too, absorbed into the new memory bank and stored The child is not aware of this, but it is the building block to acquire a soul that can rudimentarily think, hence a soul that learns right from wrong now, if an AI figure is fed information like this does it, acquire a soul that has moral knowledge? If this is true, the ramifications are disappointing because we are only equal to an AI, who in time will master how to recreate itself

Sky of Fireflies

Amidst a burning skyline where
every tick of a gesture    a happenstance
charges my essence and absorbs 
this space where discoveries
allow me a chance to revel at
what is miraculous...the dance
of kaleidoscopic stars, toddlers
wiggling like  cherubs , fireflies dressed

like the Orion... and I go with the flow,
radiant as wings of revelry
guide me through an armada
of  delirious fireflies I need not comprehend...
because  my heart awaits the next
swing of child-like enthrallment
delirious as the zigzaging zings
in a twirl, in ribbons laced by thrills

of free imagination...there, in that
jeweled wing, I seek nothing
but the translucent  lucent spins
in total wanderlust of the unknown,
ready to celebrate this flight of eternal fireflies
away from the ordinary glitter
within what could ever be 
any woodland that's ever near !

Light

When light hits my eyes
What do I see?
An amalgamation of atoms
Each individual connected to another
All vibrating within 
The empty space that
Makes up the universe.
Water is clear
Because it's vibrations
Are independent of the light
But I'm not clear
And neither are you
Because we are made up of
White red olive brown
Skin
Coloured by the sun
And blue blood
That turns red
When it sees the light
Of pink muscles and sinews
And powder white
Calcium bones
Which all vibrate
In a way that absorbs the light
Trapping it 
Within the empty spaces
And never letting go

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