Best Pyroclastic Poems

at times the soul gets clenched
in an unspeakable grief
in a demoniac grip, it chokes and wriggles
the pain of being stung by a dozen scorpions
or hacked piece by piece by an axe
tremulous grows the heart, over love that is spent
seeks in vain to revive the joy...

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when it comes to the travails
of the human heart
logic is a poor study
as Diogenes' wisdom gathers a lantern
searching in vain
there is a deeper reasoning
among the bats gathered in the belfry
ratiocination resting on a slippery slope
grasping at a coherent balance
amidst a pyroclastic flow
and although it makes...

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In the Grecian bay, of Paradise lost, a slumbering Giant
Does sleep, at eases restless peace.
Beneath thunder mountain's base, across the blue divide,
Exists a bustling sea port, full of culture and tradition.
Beware Pompeii, for natures wrath hovers above thee.
Within safety’s sheltering harbor, the population lies
Completely at...

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When I step inside your twisted reality ...
this is what my spiritual eyes see,
your soul revealed in it's totality
A scaly skin of self-serving morality ...
you always ask, what's in it for me,
what can you do for me materially?
Got emotional raging volcanity ...
spewing verbal pyroclastic debris,
you...

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Volcanic spat and gracefully fleeing,
 clawing free from cloying breath.
Flame and fire, bolt and thunder
Lofty pride puffs its wheezing lungs.

Pumice stone, hiss possessed,
Soar and tumble, spew and tremble,
pyroclastic gush, clean sweep scrapes
Its hellish gush claws the land.

As pumice specks float on layers new,
Tumble- turn- spin,...

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I refer back to my descendants with ativistic charcteristics,
Hit the beat with a punchline and regurtitate on it's existance,
Where did Skitzo arrive from, is he a miracle from the Heavens?
Through the mist and the fog, Skitzo traveled to Earth in seconds

But he's not a person,...

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Camera candy nose
Pyroclastic pose
Beverly Hills publicity
Her kitty’s named felicity

Do the Bentley boogie down 
In that shaved Versace gown
Vesuvius Christmas wreath
Viral presents underneath

Walk that red carpet ruse
Marrying mortgaged shoes
Spaghetti string saunter
Sauced communists want her

Champagne celebrity schmooze
Collecting her psychic's dues
Visions of pin-up hair
Her cleavage loves a dare

Diamond...

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I watch as a rose blossoms in the middle of the spring
The buzzing of the bees, gives me a sense of well being
The smell of the leaves, in the heat of the midday sun
The cycle of nature continues, and the cycle is never done

As I...

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With apocalyptic roar and the sound
Of the fifth angel’s trumpet, this star’s fall
From heaven collaps’d the volcanic north
Face, releasing in pyroclastic flow
Roiling, rumbling, demonic spirits,
Dwellers of the Abyss, vaporizing
Instantaneously man, deer and bird,
Blotting the sun, with roiling death’s ash clouds. 
Today, this scene, once hosting...

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Choral music heard from afar.
A harmonic response to an inner voice

Through the distance, I see the sunrise.
A primal cord takes life.

Knowing that this is a maze within;
is it more than I can deal with?

The story of life will soon be told.
A structure that will liberate...

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it is that look in your eyes
that commences mine closing
the world disappears
the aroma in your hand 
echoes the feel as your shoulder
guiding, powering the arm
the deliverance is in hand
all the senses wait for the touching
held at bay by a Percheron steadfast
angel wings whisper 
as your...

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It was in my darkest moments that
 I found I wrote my best
Like a volcano my emotions 
would explode from the caldera of my soul
Molten nouns, verbs and adjectives
 poured forth from somewhere deep within
 Flooding every line like a tsunami hitting the beach
Swelling red...

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Above our heads that cloud

Mushroom shaped death

With a pyroclastic promise

Of incineration leaving

Nothing but our shadows

That we can only hope

Carries upon it no pain

No suffering as we just vanish

Along with most other

Life and species on this planet

And a nuclear winter

Lasting for many long years

But with no...

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Those Tommies send their planes in large amounts
They drop their bombs but all they do is bounce
Like rubber balls their bouncy bombs all missed
Those British pilots must be really…

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The emancipation proclamation of incarceration
 has got me defacing public property, with words like
 don't shoot, or i can't breathe.
     So say can you see by the dawns early blue and 
 red lights, illuminating another crime site.
   ...

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