Best Somatic Poems

There is a moment that stalks my solitude
the one where my soul breaks from your absence,
it lurks with the confidence of apocalyptic attitude,
from my fortitude a firecry of absolute need attacks resistance
revealing your fingerprints upon my heart, patterns in somatic multitude
making lust an onslaught of...

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How can one man find
More faith in a crevasse of Siula Grande,
Than most will ever know,
Sitting beneath a pulpit on Sunday?

Dulling the truth to grow the census,
Merchants and cowards comfort the carnal ear.
Marketing Christ’s love without his conviction,
Left willful in sin with nothing to fear.

In...

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Of Saints And Sinners

Within the sacrificial selfless silence
The seditious spirit stands in defiance
With salient scars of eternal echoes
Amongst the meditating melodious meadows

Sinister sins compound in complexity
Where demon deeds are devoured devilishly
Macabre masters of the medieval mind
Disengaged discipline of the consciously confined

The saint and sinner must...

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and in darkness  ~ 
when the music of 
          love is muted
her thoughts b u 
                   ...

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Freedom ~ an inked kingdom
of macabre mirrors,
a vermiform lie
veiling the vehement suffering
amidst serpent estuaries,
surging within strangled skin,
as if I am the living sin,
jinxed by the crawling creatures
in the lamented labyrinth
of deceitful dreams,
inhaling venomous vapors
rising from the cursed creeks
that failed to caress
the brittle bones of delirious...

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Today, the sun shone brightly over our shores.
Peering over the forest and meeting the cores
We share fundamental truths across the waterways.
across the grasslands, then onto the Himalayas.

Past somatic feelings are cognitively preserved.
Spirit is the natural extension of cognition.
Spirit and mind foresee the body, the spirit...

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"Marching Band"
Dapper dilettantes take over one hundred yards 
Showing their feathers like a cockatoo on pointy shakos 
Displaying their talents on grass they are anything but green 

Ready to give resplendent resonance through beasts of golden brass
Popping percussive drumming getting drilled into them by a...

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Is government control of humans’ birth, aging, and dying
In century 26, as practiced by a new World State;
Different from 20th century’s use of eugenics,
Which used “fitness” to determine people’s reproductive fate?

A high-tech London, where humans’ material needs are met,
Setting of Aldous Huxley’s, Brave New World,...

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I stood atop of my pointed view and felt the sharp tooth of truth.
How elegantly we lived the lie,  a fictional legend always on the edge of a prequel.
But the sharp tooth of truth really cuts the fat right down to the bone.
So what...

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Here I am
Base of spine enmeshed with
earth ruddy like my cheeks and
bloodshot eyes
feet--firmly planted
take root where home is,

where nourishment, like a crimson bag of waters, is.
Humble, for my 
somatic vessel has its origins
on this very orb Gravity has pinned me to,
like an amanita to forest...

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Ache
Hurt
Twinge
Unpleasant
A noxious stimulus 
Injuries 
Illnesses
Emotional
Physical
Mental
Psychological 
Spiritual
Visceral
Acute 
Somatic
Chronic
Suffering 
Nociceptive...

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Hypochondrial Delusion

A mind corrupted canker
Of cystic self failure
Even gastric anorexia
And fluttery throb to alight the fear
An adrenaline generated tachycardia
That matches respiration
And causes hyperventilation
With invasive pacy rhythm
And palpitating violation
To anxious infarction
 In schizoid arrest

A hepatic paranoia 
of dermal yellow 
And lily liver assault
That feeds a life...

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Absent-minded, automatic
cyclic, circle, systematic
psycho, symptom, sick, somatic
spill the words right out my mouth.

Never-ending, contin-u-ous,
flowing, flapping, super-fluous,
lewd and lavish, misconstrued this
wretchedness which runs right out.



(have you ever been talking nervously to someone realizing at the same time that you're saying too much and should stop but...

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Once wholly stripped 
of its crippling inhibitions
a mind rummages, unfettered
beyond mundane thoughts
delving along beveled edges
of a pensively distorted mirror
as though it sees inside a heart
reflections in purest pigments 
the genuine acumen of art

In deep translucent shadows
the artist interlaces light and dark
revealing with candid strokes
the truths...

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This is a solid, true, real.
This pain is mine alone.
This pain is my friend by my side.
It hears my wail, my sigh, my groan.

My somatic pain, my nervous pain.
This short sharp break of my skin.
To the psychological pain sleeping deep inside,
The pain that’s living within.

All...

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