Best Collision Poems
Asleep before the head hits the pillow
Head filled with vivid colors swirling, amassing, mixing outside the lines
Transgressions grow skyward like a bean stalk becoming a giant
Worries wander aimlessly like a cat in the night looking for a spoon
Hurts pound again, and again, first a drumstick then a sledge hammer
The kaleidoscope of confusion rotates ever faster, bed spins counter
Places cannot be escaped
Faces stare as if clothes have been robbed
Running, Flying, Drowning, Suffocating, Garbling Words, Can’t Breath,
Slow Motion, Falling, Insatiable Hunger, Unquenchable Thirst, Blood Stained, Shouting
Loaded Down, Frantically Searching Pockets, Hidden Underneath, Forgotten
Fear. All fears. Nothing but fear. Afraid. Regret. Worry. I didn’t. I really did!
Each day we pack our pockets. Cram our purses. Load our backpacks
Hang needless objects and things around our necks, over our shoulders, in the crux of our elbows, on our belts
Grip suitcases. Carry stuffed plastic grocery bags on each knuckle. Waddling to the side of the bed before crashing head on
Unknowingly still pinching the key between our left thumb and pointer finger
Hitting the bed with a massive crash
every part of the day strewn around the room like a devastating mid air explosion of a 747 littering debris, miles and miles of destruction, charred remnants, unidentifiable and randomly placed objects, out of place, disfigured, often never found
Before your head hits the pillow
Drop the things you picked up today
Take a load off
Free yourself of your burdens
Neatly set everything aside
On second thought, just pile it and let it lay where it falls
Drop your yoke
Sit down on the foot of the bed with God
Hand Him the things you still cling within sweating red fists
Briefly Examen your day
Fall asleep on His shoulder
He will gently lay your head on the pillow, loft your feet off the floor, and tuck you in.
Let Him carry your burdens, lighten your load, unpack, empty your pockets, wash your laundry, even sort and match the socks.
Travel to sleep lightly and peacefully dreaming of a new day
carrying nothing but what is truly needed.
i think i might've been bitten
in the butt by the love bug
for every time i look in your eyes
i could sware im falling in love
i think i might've just stumbled
into the safety of your arms
for every time you smile at me
i'm nearly blinded by your charm
i think i might've just wondered
right into your periphrial vision
cuz babe, when we are together
its just a beautiful collision
Neutron binary star collision
Drifting in the ether, most of my adult life
Drawn toward a magnetar, she's a prototype
Exotic matter unimaginable, powerless to repress
Mercurial wondrous, one time star has turned goddess
Imploded onto my scene, light weeks ago
Contains only neutrons, emits an ovulating glow
Trapped in her energy, I've become a willing feeder
Stripping off my outer layers, every orbit I come nearer
Accretion disc envelopes me, she siphons off my matter
Relentlessly devouring, inexorably I'm growing flatter
An inverted death embrace, drains the life from me
Oozing radioactive plasma, overcome by gravity
Nothing left to give our marriage, togetherness remain
Resting on her surface, satisfying each others pain
Pulsating forever, orgasming every few seconds
Lovers radiate jets, ejaculation going errant
Originally written 08/30/21
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 10 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mark Toney
07/27/22
Interconnectedness
Life with all its twisted
Train wrecks
Contorted metal
grappled around
steel, disfigurement.
And at the heart
of it all, I want to crash
with you. Be a witness
to your incriminating truth
Twisted in ways
censorship can't explain
Remove stop signs at intersections
and T Bone with you,
Bleep certain words
as I drive right through
Swerve on curves
Creep through school crossings
and race towards
Photogenic finishes
Connectedness
like snowfall on Georgia freeways
cautiously making incredible
feats of disbelief
writing under the influence
of you, hard to avoid
your touch even following
the six second rule.
I want to rub paint with you
have fender benders
and crash our bodies in ways
our spirits become unrecognizable
as to who belongs to who...
Remember how intersection negotiations
and lane integrity created anxiety
when you first learned to drive?
Collide
Life is but a bliss .....
What an equivocal phrase,
For some, it's just a memory, a journey
of fast paced days
To me, it's unending dreams,
a vision blurred by pride
of undecided destiny's of world's that collide
When is it enough to know your deeper self
to awaken every aspect of a curious little soul
Adventurous it seems
to light that path of dreams
to make it through those gates
of pearls and golden beams
Life is but a bliss .....
our reality, our dreams.
When she first saw him walking like a God down to the lake
she knew it was the last free breath that she would ever take.
Right then and there she knew it, her world forever changed.
Her life took on new meaning as if all was prearranged.
She knew she had to meet him, this guy moved in next door.
So she slipped on her bikini and went strolling by the shore.
She paid him no attention, just made sure that he would see
the woman he would surely love from then till eternity.
When he first saw her walking down the beach without a care
he didn't have the nerve to speak, just gave an open stare.
He knew right then he loved her though he didn't know her name.
From that day on he knew his life would never be the same.
He tried to get attention yet you'd think she didn't see
the feelings that he couldn't hide had nearly made him flee.
He knew he had to meet her, this young girl in the sun.
He made his move and from then on their worlds had become one.
When their eyes met they melted almost beyond control.
The world began to tremble with this collision of the souls.
Many watched the fireworks that day out by the lake.
The water was the backdrop for the love they'd surely make.
Their love was overpowering, yet ever gently so.
It made each think that they must never let the other go.
slim lines mangled
beauty lays down on asphalt
quiet, are their screams
Birds are in conflict with man's technology
It's an epic collision for ornithology
To these noble creatures we owe an apology
We hear bird language, we hear their song
Marveling at the music, we mimic along
Birds on earth are four hundred billion strong
A Bluejay's body smashed into asphalt
Pigeons begging on streets, humbling assault
Starlings trapped in stadiums await release
Jet engines regularly suck in our Geese
Falcons make nests up on skyscrapers
Atop utility poles Ospreys become nest makers
A Goldfinch quite naturally flies
Crashes my window and sadly dies
Shotgun pellets fly wildly at Quail
Our bond with nature could likely fail
For sixty million years birds show integrity
Now we witness avian declining prosperity
Humans need to think and do what's right
Find the balance so birds stay in flight
Car
crash,
melded
bodies meet.
Symbiotically joined,
Steel, bone, blood, oil, a maelstrom broth,
curdled by singing shrapnel of temporary hell.
Metal screams breaking the rhythm
of organic song.
Crow's lament
carries
lost
souls
In ghostly white of midnight as
sky- shadows trace gossamer streaks ,
I become a recluse,
losing tracks of stars' grave hues
and the flavor of meadows
in snow grows bitter...the bronze gate
reeking of metal cold, again --frozen
like my rusty, numb thoughts.
Must I remember
how they were slain? The wails come
to haunt those Godforsaken eves
when the lane flooded groaning voices,
ramming our old grills from darn
collision of cars--- in a flash.
And now, dim clouds reflect frozen
bodies of kin like grief stricken portraits ,
pale as folded , bloodied sheets...
and I turn away from this mashed
scene on a vintage gate, grating
flesh in drills of shock
...my recluse core, seething
' Leave me alone...'
A speeding train, an SUV,
A tragedy come true;
The warning arm came down but still
The car continued through.
The driver lost her life as did
Commuters on the train.
The reasons why it happened
Experts want to ascertain.
The passengers who passed away
All sat up in the front,
For when the crash occurred
The leading car absorbed the brunt.
Today the trains were back on track
And fully occupied
Except the first compartments, which
Had nobody inside.
Collision…
I am already working hard to make it through today
No desire, I am uninspired
And I just can’t find a way
I am bogged down in a physical prison
Under a darker cloud that obscures my vision
My head and heart collide
And I am not sure which side I am on…
There is good and bad
What I have or used to have does not matter anymore
There is happy and sad
But I am out in the hall between two locked doors
I am climbing the walls
Stretching beyond my imagination
But my fascination with the game has waned a great deal
My heart and head collide
And I am still not sure which side I am on…
Twas a good day for a sun shine so bright.
Twas a good night for the moon glimmer its light.
Sun and moon are so alike,
for the creator forbid to be together.
But, God made a decision for a thousand years-
Finally the two will meet and collide for a perfect moment.
Like spring see their offspring.
To feel the warm embrace of each other
For moment.
A moment that will last forever.
two souls collide
alike yet so very different
one full of strife
the other one indifferent
are we really free
or are we constricted
is it you, or is it me
a wrong so inflicted
so now please tell me
where do we go from here
do we revel in the past
or look to the future near
where ever our paths
may lead to my friend
I am up for the task
with you til the end
Car
crash,
melded
bodies meet.
Symbiotically joined,
Steel, bone, blood, oil, a maelstrom broth,
curdled by singing shrapnel of temporary hell.
Metal screams breaking the rhythm
of organic song.
Crow's lament
carries
lost
souls