Best Outermost Poems


Swallowed Death

I wade the waterside enticing death.
The sea extols the brash to th’ outermost
Abyss. A ‘know it all’, I challenged this 
Watery host.

I capsized in the tumultuous seas;
I’m in the heart of the abyssal deep.
The billowing waters; they crest and fall,
Enmesh and sweep.

Disjointed and astray from sight, I strive
Complacently for that redemptive shoal.
This mortuary that’s surrounding me
Entombs my soul.

I look toward the surface as I scan
The depth of darkness for some tethered hope.
I clutch my hands into the obvious
End of my rope.

The moorings are beyond my grasp. I gasp
And struggle for air as I hold my breath.
The hint is clear enough; I closed my eyes
And swallowed Death.

Ode To Ivan Efremovs Bull S Hour

Let’s dream and wonder 
How societies would live their diurnal,
Wondrous and productive lives 
If every member of that fraternity 
Of brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, children
Would have shame and higher conscience
And let it be the guiding light in their beings;

And also, would think only of others 
Because whole civilization in its multitude
Would think of them before themselves;
Putting Innate Responsibility and Outermost Kindness 
To the foreground; 
By making them the cornerstones  
Of it’s societal and unbreakable Unity.
 
What would it be? A total horror,
True Communism in making, I would think
Without doubt;
That how it was evinced to all who want to know
In Ivan Efremov’s treatise ‘The Bull’s Hour’
In all its humble conscientiousness and much forethought;

Would it ever happen? I think – not.

Premium Member Cocoanut

(Event poem)

Fish a floating cocoanut from edge of Caribbean Sea
Hux the outermost part with machete
See its brown hairy shell hard as a rock
Pierce its eyes, which will rain healing water
Cut out the white meat for lunch or dessert
Create some ornament from its polished shell.

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Premium Member COCONUT OF THE CARIBBEAN

Fish a floating coconut from edge of the Caribbean Sea
Hux the outermost part with a machete
See its brown hairy shell hard as a rock,
Pierce its eyes, which will rain healing waters.
Cut out the white meat for lunch or dessert!
Create some ornament from its polished shell.

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Streets

Bright bubbles. Such twirling crystalized hue. In Smokey paper eating wrappers. And dwelling not on a letter. Swelling in importance. Self importance. Ok then play circle bubbles in a packed out front room. Pong is pinging today and a pinny is not a vital asset in a crashed out kitchen chewing gum. Smoke then. Idolised ignorance infuriating inner ideologies. And a whiff waff of a small large woof. Grunting. With a chain. But not locked. Just roaming around. Oh look a decibel moaning in a dungeon. Over there. That street of rubbish moving in a technical bubble with the modernities of a fruit salad. Lipstick printed wobbling heifers with many calves in wheeled thrones. Sat silver on a gold train. After visiting the green building of financial aid and wisdom. No baked tray would ever be found or located in an ashtray oven. No effort no enthusiasm no encouragement just areas of erotic erogenous eggs eating. Eclipse no sun in a baked tart. And expect no wonder from existential belief structured souls who spawn to pray to giant voluminous leeches whose patterns print the most variant of super imprinted thoughts upon a shouting movement in busy over congested households. Circular is not a circuit nor a biscuit bouncing baby. Ok then. And no ha. No x either. For outermost opulence is derisive of inner chaos. This is the p y q reporting from concrete clouds-. On 89.0. Dilapidation Z.

Her Beauty

How loving you are, your body framework 
Is a perfection of God's creation.
Your body odour is like the frangipani from the tropics
Your frolicsome movements could
Send a frisson through a sad man's body.
I am caught in outermost awe to see you pose.
I will be hang dogged to see u frown
But your fervent smile will never fade;
My dearest, this is not a glib.
The freshness of your breath 
Is more soothing than the evening breeze.
How rejuvenate you look 
Cause in your eyes lies all beauty 
Your prowess in walking is a prototype of all others
Verily you are extremely BEAUTIFUL.


Premium Member Wide-Eyed Children

mother star beams, behold her errant brood
  six troubled rocky planets
  the innermost, a dense, two-faced, frosty furnace
  the outermost, pulled apart
  by a distant massive gaseous jovial giant
  the fifth, marred by dust storms 
  red ragged rift-valley scar, enormous pimple
  atmosphere leaking almost gone
  the second, bright but secretive, clouds of deception
  concealed runaway heating
  ........
  the other two, calamitous and extraordinary


  individual but fatally curious
  third and fourth spiral in close
  wild and wayward, so eager and elliptical
  a deadly orbiting kiss
  the smaller sibling is stunned, shattered and shaken
  mass and momentum reduced
  memory wiped, coalesced, captured and condemned
  demoted, demented moon
  gravity bound, bombarded, heavily cratered
  transfixed, compelled to witness
  ........
  momentous mayhem convulsing the tidal companion


  condensing from surface to core, dynamic orb
  mesmeric melt transforming
  rhythmic magnetic field flickers, shielding
  convection and subduction
  radioactive warmth, magma, mantel and crust
  moving land, oceans and ice
  coriolis-driven storms and chemical soup
  then strange organic matter
  evolution, what's this? pin-prick lights, tickling feet
  the moon has a grinning smile
  ........
  from a mini-module, some wide-eyed children have come to play


  canny creatures, evolved, programmed, launched to survive
  trial and error beings
  hopeful genes to be nurtured, cuddled, teased and taught
  transcendent and emergent
  complex beyond their parts, the planet's pinnacle
  challenging older orders
  the chains of certainty, imbecilic greatness
  time-surfing on nature's wave
  promoting intelligence, compassion and love
  bathed in envious moonlight
  ........
  mother star knows her wide-eyed children will leave one day
© Ian Love  Create an image from this poem.

Out of Respect

Emotionally beaten by young people around me,

Painless heartache is breaking me free.

You’re out of respect and I find it so mean,

Breathless heartbeats are obviously seen.

 

I tried to be me in your wondrous place,

You’re bringing me down like you’re in a hazy race.

You are now giving me sleepless nights and dizzy days,

I’m not cozy enough when I’m walking in my outermost pace.

 

Emotionally shattered and seeking for real joy,

Is being a shameful guy my most obnoxious ploy?

You’re trying to put me in shame when I’m in your light,

I will hide now in dark until I’m out of your sight.

 

You can say everything about me,

Old good days will turn to a messy good me.

You can freely talk back when you are at my back,

 

Out of respect is much a controversial and crack.

Premium Member Rainbow

RAINBOW

    Sky smiles, rain drizzles, Sun dazzles
    Off and on occur pretty puzzles.
    Rainbow appears with innermost arch as Violet.

     Sun rays dispersed through rain droplet
     Outermost bow in shining scarlet.
     Next to violet glistens deep indigo.

      Seven colours are the glamour of Rainbow.
     Violet-Indigo side by side gaily glow.
     Blue arch comes then followed by Green.
  
    Glorifying mean position bold and clean
    This completes Blue part as Rainbow is seen.
    Next Green, Yellow bow gives the golden touch.

      Occupying the position fixed on fifth arch.
      Consecutive two arches show Red part as such.
       Orange bow sticks yellow, bright and brilliant
      
      Yellow bow merges to red arch rosy radiant.
     Sun spectrum completes Rainbow glowing gallant
      Scarlet Red shows the extreme boundary.
     
    Rainbow appears with innermost arch as Violet
    Next to Violet glistens deep Indigo.
     Blue arch comes then followed by Green.    
     Next Green, Yellow gives the golden touch.
    Orange bow sticks Yellow, bright and brilliant
    Scarlet Red points the extreme boundary
    
   07/25/16
                    Crown Of Couplet Poetry Contest by Catie Lindsey.

Premium Member sun

Solely solar: Truly toddler Sun crawling 
      on canvas of Cosmos five billion years ago 
     as Proto Star formed from stellar plasma of Cosmic charisma. 
  
        Spinning Sun with Solar System
       revolving around center of Milky Way Galaxy.
       Fantastic but not fantasy.
       
     Sun Flare in glare, Sunspots to spot in variance.
     Sun Corona outermost arena to mesmerize.
    Sunrise to Sunset showering spectacular surprise.
    
     Sun scattering rays cascading in opulence,
     supplying energy, initiating Life on Earth,
     to grow flora and fauna in diversity,
    carrying evolution on Earth in beast and beauty,
     displaying hues and tunes in Nature on smart reality.
    
      On human conception,
      Sun, a massive fiery whirling ball of burning hydrogen
      Another five billion years left to exhaust its fuel.
     It will follow the life cycle of an ordinary star
      tending to be a Red Giant ending in White Dwarf,
     obeying Chandrasekhar limit: Its limited credibility.
     
             YET!
     Startling fact to assimilate:
     Sun with its solar system,
      a nano item
     holding a trivial position in Universe,
    comparable to a tiny sand particle in Sahara Desert. 
   
       THEN!
       Where to find human blessed by energy of Sun?
       Seems a fun.

Premium Member solar

solely solar: 
truly toddler sun crawling 
 on canvas of cosmos
 five billion years ago 
as protostar 
formed from stellar plasma 
of cosmic charisma.
spinning  sun with solar system
revolving around center 
of milky  way galaxy,
fantastic but not fantasy.
       
 sun flare in glare, 
 sunspots to spot in variance.
 sun corona, outermost arena 
 to mesmerize.
 sunrise to sunset 
showering spectacular surprise.
    
 sun scattering rays 
 cascading in opulence,
 supplying energy, initiating life on earth,
 to grow flora and fauna in diversity,
 carrying evolution on earth
  in beast and beauty,
  displaying hues and tunes 
   in Nature on smart reality.
    
   on human conception,
   sun, a massive fiery whirling ball 
   of burning hydrogen :
   another five billion years left 
    to exhaust its fuel
    following the life cycle 
    of an ordinary star
    tending to be a red  giant
   ending in white dwarf
   obeying chandrasekhar limit: 
    it’s limited credibility.
     
     yet !
     startling fact to assimilate:
     sun with its solar system,
      a nano item
     holding a trivial position in universe,
    comparable to a tiny sand particle in sahara  desert.. 
   
      then !
      where to find humans
     blessed by energy of sun?
       seems a fun.

Have I Scared You

Fear and agony
Have pushed away
Any rational thought.

No longer is a smile sweet
But it’s filled with
Daggers and Ice.

Silence is bliss,
Speaking and listening
Causes more pain that I bear.

Strength, I have lost
I feel nothing.
Being numb takes it all away.

Hurt me. I won’t cry.
Give me the knife, 
I’ll start the cut.

We’ve been here for a while
People have pushed you and me
Have you been pushed to insanity?

Insanity’s spark has completely flamed
We don’t reason with each other
Will you kill me first?

Should I stop?
Am I scaring you?
Shame. I’ve only just begun.

We were happy,
What happened to us?
Was it her?

That woman that haunts 
The outermost regions 
Of your mind.

Do you love me
Or do you love
Her?

Scared yet? I hope not.
Let the Hunt begin.
I’ll hurt you good.

Allow me to give 
You a head start
The first punch

Maybe you can 
Knock me out
Before I pull my knife

I’ll slam you into the
Wall.
Don’t try to run.

I’ll hunt you down.
Isn’t funny
How you used to scare me?

Speak your mind.
I’m a big girl 
I can take it.

Oh, I’ve said too much.
I think you’ve finally 
Had enough.

Sign our souls away to the 
Devil.
Send me home.

Let me show you
The scars you’ve left
All the pain you’ve caused.

It’s all here, every little mark
You’ve left on me
I remember it all.

Broken
And bloody 
One the floor.

You see? Being 
Numb isn’t bad,
It only hurts those around you.

Premium Member Vogon Revisited- -

Vogon ReVisited—

Voltage elect potential energy tween two points ver vnit vharged;
Visible  referring  light spectrum intergalactic, electromagnetic,
vadiation that has a wavelength tween vanometers; 
Can be seen by the human eye.
Invasions, implosions humanity asks WHY?

wazz!!!vitellogenesis b gruntions of diverse dumberly dew vibertarian;

Volume the amount of space objects subvance occupies encloses velocity; 
Rates of change  position vogaon’s willing to salvage  respect to time;
Vapor a substance in gaseous,
phases at substance’s critical temperature;
Volatility vaporize given temperate vogonized;
Look at em, better recognized…
Vacuum space that is absent of matter,

wazz!!!vitellogenesis b gruntions of diverse dumberly dew vibertarian;

Verify ...
Vortex Valence  to electrons,
the electrons atom’s outermost shell;
Vectorized quantity viscositized fluid’s resistance to flow;
Vacuole a membrane waste, in vogon molecules;
Vesicle organelle fluid Volartarian vocal valetudinarian, Value!!!
Vocha!! Vasodilatations as they gooberly glues clues choice boast;
Volartarian vocal humanitarian lizards;
valetudinaries vogonians manure smelly be gross locket;
See them evil vandalizations  those gobblesr warts grumbles  the host rocket;
See the visiting valiens vogonians reaching earth;
Imagine with me what's a vogon worth;
As once again they revisits earth…
Vocha!! wazz!!!vitellogenesis b gruntions of diverse dumberly dew vibertarian;
RUN SAVE YOURSLEVES THOSE Vogon’s are here on earth…

7/24/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Written for project North Omaha Writer’s Group assignment 2019©

Peaceful Gloomy Day

I wandered along the inky night 
following the thousand glowing green lights, 
to find a place where waves roar
shining under the robe lady Moon wore.

The calming salty hair hits my face, 
while the waves danced with outermost grace.
Twinkling lights darted across the sky, 
far away in the cosmos where they fly 

The rusted wooden bridge just shook,
Weakening in the fight it partook
against the ocean’s angered mind.
The boats cheering on from behind

And on this peaceful gloomy age,
my hands finally make rhyme upon this page.
© Lani Kdan  Create an image from this poem.

Stellar Corona 2

The most easily seen during a total solar eclipse, 
But it is also observable with a coronagraph. 
Spectroscopy measurements indicate 
Strong ionization in the corona state 
And a plasma temperature in excess of kelvin,
Much hotter than the surface of the Sun.
This is not the Corona from thy Earth
But a stellar Corona that is in mirth
None can control this for sure
As it has power infinite pure				 5.

Corona standing for Crown
Has a kingly gesture proven
A space jargon with mystery
Has a super duper history
Discovered a few centuries ago
Where all were like a new amigo
The astrophysics started rising
Like a phoenix perfect uprising
Where there is a will, there is a way
While the Corona shines, let’s make hay.       	6.

In 1724, French-Italian astronomer 
Giacomo F. Maraldi recognized sure
That the aura visible during a solar eclipse 
(Eclipse=Just like our mathematical ellipsis)
Belongs to the Sun and not to the Moon. 
Spanish astronomer in 1809 soon
José Joaquín de Ferrer 
Coined the term 'corona' cooler
Has a million dollar use to maintain
Solar equilibrium and sustain			7.




(The Sun’s corona is the outermost part of the Sun’s atmosphere. The corona is usually hidden by the bright light of the Sun's surface. That makes it difficult to see without using special instruments. However, the corona can be viewed during a total solar eclipse.)

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