Best Plasma Poems

High energy mix-
Ture of ions and elect-
Rons, found in flames....

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Live streaming my dark plasma
Through the veins of inhumanity
Life coursing like hot magma
A ball and chain enslaves my sanity

I scream myself into a coma
Silenced like a shattered screen
A hourglass in flaming Roma
The sands of time transfuse the scene

Live streaming my dark plasma
Through the veils of...

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It’s the attraction of charged particles:
negative and positive swirling around a nucleus. 
Some would call this framework an article 
from an ancient energetic cumulus. 

You are to me as I am to you- 
with a quick ray’s burst of gamma.
Intertwined and betwixted, a centerfuge
complex creating...

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the cold air hits me hard
nevertheless i have to do this
my legs buckle and i struggle on the hill
wearing three layers of clothes, i wonder how i got here
each second something changes, yet i remain stranded and lost
i exhaust my mind thinking thinking thinking
i depress...

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It was an absent answer. Terror
was one abyss in unhindered
waking of eternity in being. The passions rise
between downpour of black rings on the terraces,
was nonstop a parade of excuses and pretentions, no
body was taking the responsibility of the war lost, and
we nod in unison. Hunger...

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My remote control taunts my mortal sloth
Pale light pulses, pulling me like a moth
Such a vast plethora beckoning me
Urging to decide what I long to see

I’ve got cop dramas to test my mettle
Cooking shows to inspire my kettle
Sporting events to tackle my spare time
Or dark...

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An apple,
how it translated to blood plasma,
was a wonder,
cells work overtime,
here and beyond yonder....

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We listened deeply to the sounds 
of seed power of duality. 
I was very restive 
there was no time to review 
the veracity of benevolence. 
It was a flight of songs, 
a passage through silence.
 
The event and nonevent, 
became burning topics enslaving the angles...

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It was an absent answer. Terror
was one abyss in unhindered
waking of eternity in being. The passions rise
between downpour of black rings on the terraces,
was nonstop a parade of excuses and pretentions, no
body was taking the responsibility of the war lost, and
we nod in unison. Hunger...

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Elements in me are found in the sun.
These same stars power the atmosphere.
Is this why you keep gassing me?

When it is all set and done,
I want to stand in your sun`s and eat your love,
to understand the universe
with all its energy,
so that you can’t change
without...

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Later that night
my eyes fell into the plasma screen.
I had reached a point of dimly-lit-dull,
no-thought was my open mouth.
Maybe I was dreary to the bone broth;
dead spots creep up on you
when reality has nothing left to do.
Slowly my hands rose up,
to find my face,
slowly my...

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something biting at my feet
something tasting mighty sweet
I'm in this to deep
the flooding waters
these tears I'm crying
am I alive or dying
I'm trying to relate
to love and not hate
look at me now a downsized clown
awaiting a stimulus to pay for my frown
while in this reality
I'm a...

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My heart bled
and writing
was an open wound 
As words
poured out
in hemorrhaged pleadings 
No suture
or hemostat
clotting their flow 
The nearer
the end
the harder it pumped 
In gushing
pulsations of
finality  
Bleeding out
what time
— could never give back  

(Dreamsleep: February, 2025)
...

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plasma barrier
force field
pressed against
yielding bubble
slipping through
where have I been

precious energy
spent with 
no return
foolishly
so many verses
wasted

treasure hunting
down helpless
vapid creatures
left inviolate
monster medicine
not

cold heart beating
icy breath swelling
preening scales
ticking claws
filing sharp
words
swishing long
slithery tail

pheromones 
of worthy prey
lurking invisibly
close
deep rattling sigh
reptilian razor
head
slashes fro
coordinates locked

Kodachrome melting
vision dissolving
not his 

homeless heart
matriculating 
from detachment
to...

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You wouldn’t know he was A Good Drummer,
Until surfaced the Period of Summer;
You wouldn’t know: Giver of lion’s fight,
Until he felt challenges getting tight;
You wouldn’t know: loved Avocado Pear,
Until you grabbed his and this wouldn’t bear...

You wouldn’t know: could stay outside till mid-night,
Until there was...

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