Best Nuclei Poems
I dream poetry;
I breathe poetry, for poetry
calls your name, feeling your
inerrant essentia—
your soul bleeds into mine—
a collision of cosmos,
diffused magnetically, once
a vagrant in a haze of miasmic
vapors—wildered and exposed—
you unshackled me from
this purgatory;
inversely immersing me in
your sphere of solace, and
blooming artistry,
lulling the vast polarities
splintering each layer of my veracity.
I dream poetry,
for your love drizzles
burgeoning constellations, amid
rosette sepals galvanizing my
orphic nuclei, with
every spark we sigh,
tethered to the infinite composition
of our unwavering love compellingly,
beyond heaven and earth,
devoted to you—
your fallen star; no longer silent, circling
nocturne arias entwining our destiny.
Sweet beautiful butterfly that sails the celestial seas,
With narcotizing nuclei that brings me to my knees…
Spreading gaseous light, throughout the multiverses’,
A scintillating sight, where immortal love immerses.
Benevolent butterfly, bring me to Heaven's shore,
Intoxicating the candy eye, with visions to explore…
Gorgeous galactic wings, movement of the spheres,
Clusters of superstrings, nebulas geometric gears.
According to context of Stars, we are all merely dust,
With moons sharing scars and novae ready to combust…
Amongst the Sands of Time, fast fading away to cinders,
Creating a new paradigm, within God's flourishing fingers.
June.11.2019
Nifty Named Nebula's Poetry
Sponsored by: William Kekaula
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Music snippet by... Pendulo-Zayrus Selector Odeon
Placed 5'th...Thank You
Through the universe I traverse
As I sail the celestial seas
Fantasies of galaxies
Riding the Big Bang breeze
Atomic nuclei catch my eye
As I go through the wormhole bliss
Nuclear fusion no more an illusion
The universe cools...nucleosynthesis
Starry starry night...never leave my sight
The unveiling of the electromagnetic field
Gravitation has its limitation
For matter and antimatter must yield
Super Galactic with all the traffic
We escape the Milky Way
Within black holes, we reach our goals
For the universes are there for us to play.
Sept.06.2016
MUSE ON THE LOOSE - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John lawless
never are two alike.
wafting to and fro with gentle breeze,
a dancing ballerina the twirling flake,
motion with vicissitude it sings,
the vapor, the crystal performs.
in costume white appears its shape,
dendrite, needle, plates, and branches,
as stars afloat the midnight sky,
its nuclei the symmetry hexagon.
adrift in sea of air so cold,
the atmosphere burst forth like springs,
down the river of wind it flows,
the flake aglow, the moon it makes.
the perching flake atop the branch,
a tree its home a flake does nest,
with noonday sunshine sure to come,
the snow, the flake, will be no more.
OUR UNI-SONG
If only you are near,
dear, how I'd like to stay here
You are so special,
my core nuclei among all celestial
Can I hold you close
as if each day our last to rose?
With your sturdy heat gaze
slowly consume me with each phase
Together we'll make ends meet,
I know united as one we can't be beat
Dancing pressed in the moonlight;
like an gulp of raw champagne delight
Next to each other
a sunset treasure, we can ponder.
Facing tomorrows one at a time,
love knots in pirouette notes of rhyme.
Building a family drive by sheer affection
Us - our uni-song, we sing without hesitation.
My very soul rejoice if it's all you I befall.
And if this life ends suddenly--
Don't you ever forget I am forever with thee...
© O.E.Guillermo
9:23 pm, November 15, 2014
Self-Actualization-Acrostic with rhyme
S eductive symmetry saintly standing still
E levated energy with eyes that enthrill
L ifting lasting longing luminescence
F aithful freewill fulfilling presence
A mending appetites aligning absolutes
C onstructive criticism completing computes
T rusting tendencies toward tenacious tangibles
U ltraviolet understanding of the unpassables
A ccelerated acknowledgment accepting allure
L imitless locomotive with lossless leisure
I mmersive illuminating infinite immortal
Z ealous zygomorphous of zeros portal
A ngelic amplification adoring adient arrows
T olerance toward turbulent troubles
I gnitable idealistic intuitive image
O mniscient obedient outstanding visage
N oble natural naked nutritious finish.
Self-Actualization-Double Acrostic without rhyme
S eductive symmetry saintly standing stills
E levated energy with eyes of luminescence
L ifting lasting longing thrill
F aithful freewill fulfilling yourself
A mending appetites with absolute criteria
C onstructive criticism completing euphoric
T rusting tendencies toward temporal twilight
U ltraviolet understanding of the ultimate you
A ccelerated acknowledgement accepting academia
L imitless locomotive in a lunatic lustful
I mmersive illuminating infinite nuclei
Z ealous zygomorphous of zestful pizzaz
A ngelic amplification adoring armonica
T olerance toward turbulent toxicant
I gnitable idealistic intuitive iambi
O mniscient obedient outstanding obligato
N oble natural naked nutritious novation.
Nov.08.2016
SELF ACTUALIZATION - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: San Woo
Universe
Universe is now well ordered whole interacting entity. We explore and try to perceive through our senses. Was there any Master Plan? Was there any Creator?
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Dark void was Cosmos
No Matter, no Energy
No Space set
Big Bang exploded.
Energy, Matter appeared.
Space sets, Time was on.
Matter, Energy, Space were captivated by Gravitational singularity. All were squeezed in infinitesimal small dense super extreme hot state. Cataclysmic explosion termed as Big Bang gave birth to Universe Instantly Universe started to expand rapidly everywhere round.
. Energy can neither be created nor destroyed. Big Bang just released the already –existing Energy.
.At birth Universe was not ‘Big’, but smaller than a single proton. Explosion didn’t come up as ‘Bang’.It was like a snap breaking sharply
Sea of sub atomic particles appeared
within one second of Big Bang.
Protons, electrons, neutrons, positrons,
neutrinos and photons all sang.
As high as ten Billions degree Celsius
Bell of tremendous temperature rang
Photons influenced by free electrons sprang.
From opaque state Universe suddenly turned transparent illuminated by after-glow cosmic microwave radiation. Gigantic clouds of primordial Cosmos particles coalesced by Gravitational Pull.Cluster of stars and galaxies started formation.
Within three minutes simple atomic nuclei came up. Universe continued to cool down.Thousand years passed to shape electrically neutral atom.
.Gravitational pull was supposed to control the expansion of Universe. But Universe is going on expanding. Far away are the galaxies, greater is the acceleration to recede. Something other than Matter or Energy is pushing distant galaxies apart.
This mysterious stuff is not to ignore.
It is termed ‘Dark Energy’, yet to explore.
Will the expansion of Universe stop by chance?
Or, will it ever crush on a Big Crunch ?
recklessly chaotic surrender
midway untrained assimilating
thought patterns struck by twilit
idiosyncratic contractions'
irrational heart dotted i's
of contradictory falsities,
pushing past buttoned loops
orchestrating emotional surges
coasting sideways 'twixt
high as kites' paroxysm
saw Jesus before bloom
was off rose's thornily
fumbled holy water's
bloody crucified testaments
mid looking glass passion
of hysterics death's rallies
standing on sidelines
musing boxed refrains'
hallucinated confusion,
wholly plummeting
metaphorical indulgences
nonsensically dissuading
inartistic translations
of rhetorical persuasions
forfeiting divine secrets
halfway bent chimeras,
trashing an otherwise ominous
shrill screeching revenant
expediting manifested
liquidizing bastardizations'
bantered escapism,
like belladonna and nightshade
intoxication wickedly exigent,
trilling motley eclipses of
darkly boggled gray fog nuclei
burlesquing a bohemian scaramouche
furthermost an elusive raptus seizing
rhapsodically serpentine delusions
He watches the way the world
interacts and ponders the reasons why.
He responds to artistic imagery,
Lost in creativity he dreams often of his own reality,
He acts with haste and risk is routine.
Hair to the wind, his life an intentional spin,
He lives and walks, listens and talks
Happy to commemorate, his mind compulsive to contemplate...
Is the universes size infinite?
Atoms cling together...
Neutrons and Protons randomly whip around the nuclei
with the one oddity, being nothing the absurdity...
Infinity also being a normality or illusion
The infinite reality could be an oddity or
falsity of infinite realities of infinite infinities..
Is vision along with your auditory perception real
when the universe truth could be soundless
formless nothing but emptiness and nothingness.
Intellect and knowledge a certain fakery
only measurable creativity.
In our own imaginary pretentious perception
of custom and race, another false reality of space.
Or is it now imaginary created by falsity
devised as normality just as a Tv.
A conundrum of conflict sanity to insanity
He travels contemplating the complexities
in humanities innumerable technologies.
Humanity distracted and refracted so
disconnected from the reality
Rather led by faculty they will continue
Desecration and obliteration
Which leaves one more reality...
Annihilation...
Gazing upon a crystal lake
Shimmering light of reflections
Painting a picture of me, inside
Shadowing my, imperfections
Skimming a pebble across its face
Bouncing along, ripples create
Finally, sinking beneath the surface
Bubbles arise, as its weight subsides
Captivating beauty to one’s eyes
Early in the morning, a mist arise
Floating seamlessly, above the lake
Breathing in the coolness of the air
Moisture felt on your face and hands
Soaked up, by tiny pours in your glands
Vapour condensed on the leafs of trees
Dew drops falling replenishing the land
Floating on top in a boat, romantically
Aware of the splashes to the side
Rowing silently through without care
The undercurrent, strong as the tide
Evaporating back into the atmosphere
Continuously watering our earth
Transporting minerals every where
The hydrologic cycle, we surf
Hydrogen is a very combustible gas
This liquid we all need, alas
One molecule containing three atoms
Two hydrogen, one oxygen, amass
Marvellously, creating our weather
Chemically bonded together
With nuclei and electrons
And crystallized, perfections
Drink plenty of water, we must
Be like fluid, not rust
The ripples begun, dry ice round the sun
So go with the flow, the water is fun
And this is our H20
© Copyright 23rd August 2013 K.C.Leake
[email protected]
Dodecahedron dominions of divinity soul sparks scattered throughout the infinity
Masters of creation and creativity travelers of space-time constructing continuity
Effulgent within ethereal beaming of brilliancy seraphic sculptures of symmetry
Invaders of the soul in infancy as they expand the human condition ambitiously
Manifestations of the melding mind instinctive infusions of morality in mankind
They are the nuclei that lead the blind idiosyncratic intuitions that are undefined
Eternal consciousness a benevolent bliss integral illuminations when we reminisce
Echoes of forever in the ambient abyss the enraptured etchings when lovers kiss
Dimensional deities in our existence descended on the world for our assistance
Transcendental travelers of great distance lighting the path of least resistance
Spatiotemporal spiritual sparks of rebirth encapsulating our wisdom and worth
Know to us as Meraki on planet earth our majestic mediums minstrels of mirth.
Dec.04.2017
Meraki
Sponsored by: Silent One
Along the glass of a lazy stroll,
The jar popped open the doctor,
Or so I thought, ‘cos attachment,
Honour and protection was proctor.
Amis of gel, congruence and ear,
No disk did move my larynx clear,
Undue was the throat inside instead,
Which elongated my sinews head.
The cerebral hemispheres dance,
To reason’s sediments glance,
The axiom nuclei of radius fodder,
Taxonomic from a cooling splatter.
But my chair collapsed, was rejected,
And my sweated foot bounced unsaid,
Four legs not two around about, head
Their arms detached from pout affected.
Oh the seventies did collide and mix,
With solemnity’s roles and grades,
Under the blankness of the stare,
Came the tare that ripped unaware.
Contingent upon my father’s books,
Magic cards and imagery games,
My piano, pencil drawings, TV flicks,
Starwars did not renegade flames.
Not continent upon the bible black,
Therefore not continent upon the kin,
So not deluded or emotional, gone,
Won the neighbours hearts, pimm, grin.
Silence comes upon the beholder,
Not upon the glancer to extract,
When friends and lovers folder,
The broken heart that stays intact.
Knight the darkness, loon the light,
Put the bedding out into the light,
Bring the muscle into view as stringy,
To by the pound shift the loofah pingy.
Medicine’s chalice guilds the sweep,
Of the dopamine in inner scales,
But when the neurones skirt fit ham,
An ombudsman should call it maam.
Gods don’t hide, so where can they dwell
Yonder, out of sight, down the wishing well
In deep ridges of our brains, under fontanels
The search delves inward, to nuclei within cells
Gods don’t hide, they’re ethereally clear
Invisible to the eye, yet whisper in our ear
Can’t be sure, if that’s a conscience we hear
Inner voices are important, helps to calm fear
Gods don’t hide, remain loved and unseen
In a temple behind, the frankincense screen
On bloody battlefields, we pray they intervene
Fighting the good fight, with guns and figurines
No Gods don’t hide, but what would I know
An agnostic won’t help, ease your life’s woe’s
My deliverance may come, if randomness goes
I’m ignorant on the fence, observing voids grow
Life has many mysteries
mankind makes tough calls
This mind failing to penetrate
let alone crack omnipotent walls
By
David Kavanagh
Bombarded daily by multiple different stimuli
Good! dynamic neurons doesn't easily die
The brain dependable enough to interpret
Though sometimes headache starts to threat
Red uni-nuclei spheres active and competent
Delivering nutrients with fine useful intent
White soldiers of the body always on guard
Combating mightily any imminence hard
Thousand yards of elastic durable covering
First line of defense: multifunctional empowering
Only some but how amazing,
truly amazing is the human body!
by
olive_eloi
02/17/2014
11:56am
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Grown? Yes.
Big and proficient
Religion the father of being
Old-coming the days prior
To all flesh heard of
Then was a baby born
Born on palms, crying and writhing
Without way, merry and say
This was the beauty of days ancient
Seeing nuclei of mystery and greatness sprout
And religion carried the thing undefined
Round and around, heeding and feeding it
It cried often and wronged often
And was often exonerated a thing minus brain
Now grown it is
Respect, honor and reverence of old no longer
The hands that fed it in past
Has it licked and bitten
It’s turned a beggar without gratitude
To carry religion places absurd
Of philosophies heathen
Whereof it wasn’t taken young
Like the earth being born of the universe
Has learnt to bear the universe
Dumping it into the Pacific
Aaaah! A rhetoric eternal
The predator will die before the prey
Recover your uselessness man
How you began in the flesh
And are now given to end in spirit for free
What a mystery unveiled
There was a way that led you home always
When you had home none
That’s more reverent than the opportunist that follows the tide
In pockets unmannered we’ve overtaken
The womb that bore us
And man is a servant become master
Like a child rapidly promoted to sit on the father’s chair
Will the squirrel mock the poor hole
That saves her from the craving hunter?
Perhaps when the child grows