Best Proto Poems


Kyoto Proto, So What

(The Kyoto Protocol, an international
treaty signed in December 1997, commits
member states to reduce their carbon
dioxide emissions.  The United States is
the only First World nation not to ratify
the treaty.) 

Spend it, squander, swill down, swallow, 
waste it, wassail, welter, wallow. 
There's no "I" in America. 
(Well, maybe one.) 

Billow, burn up, bloat and burgeon, 
Don't stint (see stomach-stapling surgeon). 
There's no "me" in America. 
(Well, maybe one.) 

Blow up. Bulge. Indulge your senses. 
Guzzle, grab, gorge - don't heed no fences. 
There's no "crime" in America, 
no restraints, no consequences. 
(Well, maybe one.)

Premium Member Me the Proto Star

Me the Proto Star
                                  
      Clouds of gas and cosmic dust moving fast
     with galaxy throw out accumulate forming nebulae.
      One nebula is my birth place.
      Gradual accretion of interstellar materials create turbulence
      initiating knots of stuff to collapse
     on own gravitational attraction forming my fetus.

     Photons are squeezed under pressure undergoing fusion.
     As temperature rose to Ten Million Kelvin,
     Me the nascent descent Proto star is born.
             
    Now I am just new-born, a toddler you can call,
    Sun is my older sibling just an ordinary Star,
   five hundred billion years older than me.   
                             
    Millions of Galaxies, billions of huge massive stars
    all fiery burning balls rushing with tremendous velocities
    in infinite Universe.
    Me a trivial luminous cosmic object seems an infinitesimal.

     Poor Mankind sees stars like static polka dots
     twinkling, sparkling, glistening, shimmering, shining.               
     Scientists trying to explore  the mystery of Universe.
     Poets being charmed on beauty of tapestry of starry sky 
     are soaring high on dreams creating Verse.

Quasi Mote - Oh Ephemeral Transit Across Proto Zones

Quasi Mote - Oh Ephemeral Transit Across Proto Zones!

Strictly speculation from this mind,
who contemplates stripped down version
bajillion eons ago
cosmic bit sized dots
pinwheeled thru spatial void

repulsed and/or attracted
colluding (putin on the Ritz)
infinitesimal show stopper
devoid of prior rehearsal
since previous cosmic contraction

absent remembrance
tabula rasa, viz consciousness
if rebooted, reincarnated,
repurposed, et cetera,
asper knowing nothing

perchance if previous rendition
courtesy big bang phenomena
commissioned swirling pretty
little invisible thangs
dust mote size

universe created, vis a vis
most violent explosion
blasting subatomic tidbits
bestowing, endowing, issuing, et cetera
propensity, allowing, 

enabling, and providing
spontaneous quixotic, narcotic,
and kinetic (kit) impulse
gifted, kindled plenti
tinder vittle loving care,

(albeit on quark hilly
weigh small scale),
each unique data packet of life
transiently questing organic matter
linkedin within uber 

webbed wide world
thrust by motive forces distilled
since primordial ooze
painstakingly agglomerated
electron's micro gravitational tug

incrementally configured 
viable combinations
propelled to fraternize, collide, amass
with other distinct minuscule entities
democratic, platonic, and symbiotic

tete a tete kickstarting avast
differentiation, golong 
engendering hulu costs indeed
pensively trumpeting, 
deploying, and fracking

the art of the Stormy Daniels deal
eventually across great swaths of time
inaugurating edifice of complex systems
(again unimaginatively teeny tiny
timid uber pinhead size zealots)

livingsocial hoity toity groupon outlook
accruing quicken fancy feast
to concatenate, generate, and get linkedin
with hotmail to discover
visa vis whatsapp
penning with Molly Q. Wells!


Premium Member Your Proto Zones

Each time you read one of my poems
A sweet little fairy will call you on  the phone
Offers you a wish
Blows you a kiss
If you're still upright, she'll tickle your proto zoan

A Propitiation of Blue Tears

A Propitiation of Blue Tears

On this highway to where the skies bleed blue tears into vases; 
on ornate buttresses they sit and saturate us, 
they cry and douse us,
they contract, expand, release….up from the bowels, 
out into the time continuum, wetting the things 
below in layers of satin and matte finishes.

They converge with the sand motions 
prone to time signals, 
they bend to the forces of beeftime, 
finding dazzling hours lost in the haunted bunkers 
where dead reptiles find savage grace and a fork.

Foraging through time files, 
scratching out a dirt-bath patch, 
switching-up the game, 
ratcheting a firm grip, 
delighting in a geyser-water soda drink,
we looked and saw high peaks 
belching snow through ejaculations of ice and methane, you who were with me at Orange Grove 
that whistling foggy night, 
the high forging time, 
like an eating bear in the muck.

The withal that composes an early humanoid, 
assembles an adroit package equipped to message 
the night skies of its dominion.

Oh this highway, to where the skies 
have no answer for the frostbite or the death of the sun;  
we are not equipped to handle such a client, 
the skin is gone, 
and the seedy highway is coughing up yellow blood.

Gather up the detritus of illusions, 
rustle up a repast for the “El Rey”, 
sweep the streets into asphalt rolls, 
spread the skies blue tears over the mantle of this space, where the sacrificial ogress dines on her own offal, offering up a propitiation, 
to the Milky Way’s highway of stars.

Harry Pim and D.Lee

The Cycle 1: Proto

Dark Matters burn; a new age will beckon
Ancient plans turn; with creaking tendons
providence a blight, hidden in questions.
Made of the aether; not of the heavens.

Coalescing tangles and connections makes.
Spinning an eon; the darkness breaks
Shadows cast in the gleaming wakes.
Gravity pulls into endless space.

Eruptive remnants of eons past
a common core of bonded ash
come together to form, at last,
a brand new cycle from circling gas.


Usage of Proto Progue

Spoke Annifissium at Medym
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