Best Maelstroms Poems

A thread ...
ties me to the Infinite
a tendril of sonorous joy, expressed
weaves the depth of my marrow
to all that is and was and shall be and shan't ...

O - sing, my soul, of all that I am - sing of what I can't be!

A breath...

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Fastening my grip on you, throwing my head up high
Where colours fight in sunlight bright enough to blind me
Vortices, one after another, dizzyingly 
maelstroms of words disappear unspoken
Will they drown me
those waves, will they drown me
can I come up and breathe again?
can I hold on...

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ado the realms that I have plunged with phrase
          they have no shape - no bound'ries or expanse
               some wend in heaven's...

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Written: January 23, 2024
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Their melodious humming drifts
through the fragrant night air
carrying a sense of tranquility
In this enchanting universe
where dreams come true
A delicate whisper
of silver breeze captivated softly.

Trees are lavishly graced
with azure...

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One night this darkness will end life
with clouds in damp fog without stars
and a moon dressed in tatters screaming
at feet scratched on pebbles in low-tide
rough water to sway one and stumble

Maelstroms twist, turn and swallow fish
in an icy-cold winterland with rickety wrecks
Stranded with thundering crashes...

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Oh, how my nethermost being aches for your answer

You yawn like a glistening wound above me, tugging at my will

A pregnant astral enigma, weeping with wonderment and perplexity

Frigid, barren voids, churning chaos, meat and matter beyond imaginings

Vistas of marvel, life fantastic and bizarre, worlds unbidden...

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wakes …

of carnage
widen behind me
shimmering horizon of hope
and prospect
(and falsehood)
now turned cold, dank, dim -
faceless and wan
my poison and err has tainted
the waters, pure ...
things most dear and precious
forever scarred
no redemption or excuse
worthy of the deeds
negligence and mistake now
strewn at my feet ...
massive and black
a...

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some-tin-can-tan-man 
playing in the sand
with paper tigers
  a bear with many tentacles
red everywhere
	in the skies
  clouds streaming down
hispeed downsload online power lines
  pavement-red trees ripe for slicing
 and many motored mobiles moving
i see these incessant seas of disease
in roving throes of twos...

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Friends are the jewels we gather
To set in the crown of life,
Through their sparkle life shines.

They are the silken threads we weave
Into the rich tapestry of  life,
Giving it joy and splendor.

On a winter’s day
They are the summer’s sun
That pierces gloom
To chase away clouds of...

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Fallen upon knees in ashes of pipe dreamer’s infatuation 
chimera's collective stardust reigning through macrocosms,
world spins counterclockwise unrealistically bound hiatus
stained glass mirrors fracture in rhetorical opposition,
earthly beings condensed to mere commonplace residue
threadbare allegiances written on worn out constitutions,
idly spinning cogwheels from premier breath to closer...

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Paler than the hills I walk
I hear the bleat of sheep long still
and see the thistles of the Saltire’s home,
yet wear the weave of no clan’s name

The red of my discordant neck carries
the match of a thousand morning skies.
When shepherds take warning and
storms make wilful...

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Deflated Raft 1 and 2 – Haiku

     Deflated Raft 1

air depleted, sigh
rubber flat, spinning chaos 
raft takes on water


     Deflated Raft 2

floats on cold water  
flat, under maelstroms great weight 
watch the raft turn, sink...

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Here I stand, breathless, on mortality's beach

Constrained by the lessons you painfully teach

Thus, I plunge with convictions into the breach

                    Death, where are you?


Oh, countless emotions...

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What sinister secrets
lurk within my mind,
What raging storms
grip my heart,
What malicious maelstroms
swirl in my eyes,
What demonic forces
torment my soul...
You don't wanna know!

It will only entice you
in its dreadful dragnet
And drag you through
an undead necropolis.

I thirst for the blood
And subsist on the 
life essence of living...

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Severe Weather Predictions...
Professedly Plagues Psyche

I do not watch, while
     feigning to sip ale,
nor listen to Wail
ling Jennings poor
     imitation by prophetic
     local aborigines scent
     ting ancestor trail,
while plucking their

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