Best Spasm Poems

When looking for a quack with spiked rates
Some try the Windowed Office of Bill Gates
Coz right on the spot
He’ll give you a shot
But be prepared...

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I Saw The Great And Mighty Wave


I saw the great and mighty wave
As it came,
The emerald glistening of its heart,
A chasing spasm under blue-lit sky
Dawn's...

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They would ripen all at once
under a hot sun and hang
in a sugary glut only for a day 
or two before starting to spoil. 
I...

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I want you to feed me my only fear,
to make a ritual of the ruddy rain I hear
deluge my dreams with Love's broken mirror,
our inspiration...

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I drown you in wine, the goddamn squatter 
who lives in me. Flow, Lethe, dark and deep!
But even through a drunken dreamless sleep,
like a nude...

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The seamless sky called life glowed with cloudless beauty,
on the rippling breeze flitted a butterfly free,
on its wings I painted lattice of my being.
Flowers of...

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" Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs"
  - Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Gold tinged paints dripped from the air,
under the clear opalescent autumn sky,
jade...

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How many suns have I seen?
I hope I see thousands more.

But I don't want to lie awake,
begging for sleep, for puzzle-piece dreams,
crossed wires beneath my...

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Night has come, the fog is slowly wreathing
Crying soft, a form is moving forward
Now she walks through mist, 'tween shadows seething

Past the ancient walls she...

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Windowless space screams
Feet spasm in betrayal
It's too late to change his fate
             ...

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She vibrates, a chassis minus shock absorption.
A painting, the nude descends a staircase,
rings of Saturn etched in a vacuum tube.
Or Eniac of twisted cords and...

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When blue sky has drawn its veil
That's when passions will prevail
Within the dark of nights closed eyes
Entangled lovers sweat and writhe

A fervent lust. A human...

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I ask Freya of the cool blue North
To be my special Magic Goddess 
Naked in Her clicking high heels
Freya, my new fantasy friend 
At my...

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LOVE    AGAIN

On this day, when tricky  time
Has already turned  love  into  wry rust,
When forgetting dominates 
Bits- and -pieces...

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* This is a rather intricate form I created called a “Torridelle” - I hope you enjoy it! *

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