Best Corpuscle Poems

Inexorable Want



How do I find
These sentences 
Written as they are
In ephemeral ink
Indelible lines
Inscribed in my being 

Spectral yearnings

It crashes me
To rocks
In unanswerable waves
Swimming tidal
To the inexorable
Yet
The implacable distance
Confounds me

Longing vent me no more
In twists and turns
And unmade beds
Where crumpled kisses
Dream on hot soaked cushions 
Leave...

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Sleepwalker


And in the darkest sweeping wings is held all probable
The night of dreamings; wished embraces of gossamer senses ponder miracles 
And leave their mark; ever in hope....

She is waiting

Pale in naked moon lit sexual stretches
Fanning shadows curve on satins anguished blue
To subtle bronzed drips rusted...

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Pohutukawa tree I wonder
Which of man’s endless bloody battles
Planted you here?
Your venous red needle flowers
Drop to the ground below
Where they lie in corpuscle puddles

Whose mothers are they I wonder?
Lying in the branches
Morning the senseless loss
Of their loved sons and brothers

Pohutukawa tree
Reminder of war’s terrible cost
So...

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Incredulity


I draw in oxygen
The sweet and foul odours
The same as you
I breathe
And in its life giving rapport
I exist
Of blood exchanges in corpuscle energies
Transmitted
Maintains
Thoughts awareness and grasp
On immediacy
Existential
In its poetry

Life

But it is with a sense of the incredulous
In which I view
Human life
Separated as we are to...

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Humdumpty was an analyst, a Cambridge Ph.D.,
A noted bio-atomist, whatever that might  be. 
Indeed, from earliest childhood it was his single aim 
To analyze no matter what might enter his domain. 
He analyzed his father's watch and next the neighbour's cat. 
Ah! Little more...

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  Don't take me Lightly (Poem on Light) 

I am Mr. Light
Listen to my plight

Physicists call me diplomatic
But still, for them, I am aristocratic

Sometimes, I am a corpuscle
Casting Shadow for an obstacle.

I also behave like a wave.
For communication to be my naive.

At very high...

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The large cigarette burn i n the sky
Scorches an unforgiving landscape,
Aging the ideas of mankind. 
This corpuscle of bubbling pus
Cloaks the world with its runny yoke,
Which stains a blue plate.
Breakfast - 
Sustains a gluttonous body,
And warms the vast belly
Of ice tundra and desert sand
Which bathe...

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Such a curios thing this life can be
this life evolves around me
so individual
so piquant defined as personal
but still so very much like you

Still so much of you
in me

Apart from name and place
and the characters of face
we are identical
of form
and corpuscle
in hope
and emotional
such vast bridges span...

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I am listening to your heartbeat 
As I lay my head gently upon your breast
 
My throbbing emotions 
Within keeping time with it’s every beat.
 
As I listen to your life’s blood 
Pass through your body
 
I imagine each corpuscle 
Is filled with a tiny...

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Love does not float above the clouds
it burns
it seethes
it desires
and with all these finger tips
these lips
their love can express
do willfully so
and a throat can howl
and a beast can yearn
and all tenderness within its claws discern
make of passion a feathers caress
on your skin
but still in heat...

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This covenant when the world was made
written in the corpuscle of our veins
all of paradise we could claim
and give to Eden a planets name
and there we held in perpetuity
a contract written with the ink of stars
and there we beheld the ineffable hand
the spark of communion
as...

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Fingers tangling dry strands 
Jostle soft fleshes with pained puffs
Dipping tar suffocating airways
Wrenching fabrics carving curses onto corpuscle
Taking
Pulling
Grabbing
Pushing 
Stabbing
Shoving
Reducing into a pile of nothing
Ridiculed into a lump of worthless
Rejected into a mass of hollow
Remorse into a jumble of Woman....

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When my spirit tussles uprooted,
I can sense my soul's too polluted
by games tipped to spill until looted
once my voice and color get muted.

I stroll alone upon human cream
across the arc my steady steps gleam,
tossing back coolness, Coke and Jim Beam,
a corpuscle launched through the bloodstream.

Such...

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I wanted to cry loudly
But i could not make any sound
So I keep crying silently
Crying and crying
But could not shed tears
Instead shed fresh drops of blood
It is invisible from outside
Every organ inside has swelled
And every drop of corpuscle clotted
The wounds are getting wider
Deeper and numerous,...

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Military men are made with ordinary plans
Built from the ground up to take instructions
Every corpuscle of the corporal to General
Created with truth, justice and two legs
(That is the American way)

Army bands are made to play
Musical instruments for sound 
With white gloves waving high 
Pointing out...

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