Best Implosive Poems

As the stars cross this brumous night ~

Standing here with these white washing tides

Carrying away the sands beneath my feet

Glancing beyond the repetitious of this champagne sea

Swells amid the rifts now rising....

Before my thoughts and inside of my heart

Communing with a chromatic collage of endless...

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As the stars cross this brumous night ~

Standing here with these white washing tides

Carrying away the sands beneath my feet

Glancing beyond the repetitious of this champagne sea

Swells amid the rifts now rising....

Before my thoughts and inside of my heart

Communing with a chromatic collage of endless...

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1—Milieu

Unique construction of body and mind
My niche in human pack not quickly found 
Raw young heart of a curious design
The empty mirrors for my soul abound

Subjectively a bit odd to myself
A jangled, disconnected kind of sense
You’d really have to feel it for yourself
Bare toes in...

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In the universe, before a star dies
 It goes through implosive pangs
 In this realm a supernova lies
 As the star goes out with a mighty bang

 The resulting explosion causes a celestial storm
 And illuminates the galactic night
 And then a nebula is formed
...

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Might we be having trouble fusing nuclear energy,
as opposed to the more troubling nuclear fission's anti-energy,
because nuclear fusion is just normal everyday Business As Usual
cooperation of thermodynamically fusing nuclei?

Oh, I see,
like it's easier to notice you're having another nice healthy day
after you experience the divisive...

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As the stars cross this brumous night ~

Standing here with these white washing tides

Carrying away the sands beneath my feet

Glancing beyond the repetitious of this champagne sea

Swells amid the rifts now rising....

Before my thoughts and inside of my heart

Communing with a chromatic collage of endless...

Continue reading...

Old misunderstandings of how Earth
and Her species
evolve,
regeneratively and degeneratively change,
sometimes in revolutionary expansive/implosive quick and great transitions,
but more traditionally in slow-grow emergent spacetime development,
are often summarized in secular capitalism's
Might Makes Fertile Right.

While this does capture the Yang strength side
of Earth's fast and slow revolutions,
PermaCulture Design's...

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In needy nite
I pray the hardest,

as I walk
I am a cloud on the run,

a faceless gasp awaits
my every twist of the tongue-

it is here,
in the sun,

where we are rung,

when we are fun
and enjoyed in a lump some…


Being in heat is
such grave emotion-

such that I estrange...

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Self-mutilation a crushing despair
Helpless rage, no solace anywhere

Inner directed emotional surge
Urgent outlet, implosive urge

With self-awareness to your own self be true
Project not unto others what's shameful in you



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To bear with aplomb an existential
need to grieve unpurposed loss is unkind.
Enmesh in secret space and tragic thrall,
silver threads of death's hairsbreadth, small in mind...
So much improper placement now needed
to board up hidden pain's implosive thuds-
Footfalls on heart's walls now go unheeded.
And a slippery slope's...

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I was about to think, and then I began to think about what I was about to think about. I am thinking, thinking about what I am thinking about, to see if I should be thinking about what I am thinking about.  I am...

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A Scream's Echo
        by Odin Roark

How varied
How separate
These screams
Life's quiet
Sometimes boisterous
Identity

From inception's beginning
Screams heard
Screams swallowed
Screams thought of
But never exercised
Remain intrinsic
To existence

How gently we address the baby
How disciplinary our response to children
Shrieks of opposition grow their weeds
Uncontrolled they grow
Adults...

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Though, a time ago, I thought you were a mystic
Turns out that your only real magic is your solipsistic
You think your a gift that's so explosive
But your deep as an acid shower; just corrosive
Once upon a someday, I might feel like I did before
I hope...

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To say one has loved
but lost...is to say one
has never loved; for
love is a wonderful
stigmata – an indelible
pressed upon the heart
of eternity, out-shinning
all lesser lights, even
those of heaven’s brilliant
while implosive stars – 
love not only standing the
tests of time, but those
lesions of dimensions
separating hearts from
their...

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