Best Spasming Poems

8. Transformation

Yielding to those who have mastered the art
Of grasping one's place in existence's grand scheme
Life’s constant challenges never depart
But humble diligence will grow the dream

In passing from childhood to adulthood
Innocence to responsibility
Firm new role can be grasped and understood
In life, pain’s inevitability

A mother birthing...

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I Hear Your Crisis


Scream if you have to.
Scream out your guts if it’ll make you feel better.
Scream out everything you have inside your spasming soul
And let your tongue be numb.
Scream out like a banshee
All your festering frustrations;
Frustrations of always losing and of desperately drowning,
Frustrations of...

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Great wilderness survivor skills are possessed by he,
but even so called experts screw up occasionally,
and so one evening he retired to the solace of his tent.
What followed afterward was most certainly a horrific event.
He awoke to find himself pinned down by a huge grizzly's paws
looking...

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The night is silent,
A cool, languid breeze
blowing in from the sea,
The sluggish waves
swooshing the shore,
No soul in sight,
Nary a sound,
And, there we lie on our backs,
Bone-ass naked
on a deserted beach
looking up at the night sky
awashed with shimmering stars.

She stretches luxuriously
and rolls over on her side
pulling...

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Genevieve Stoddard

1892-1912

Whose footsteps do I hear

Up there above my sleeping bones?

Whose unghostly shadow stalks me

Here in these dark parameters?

Whose blood stream has inundated me 

Here in these forbidden avenues?

Avenues of green and gray and alabaster?

Is that you Trudy dear?

Up there frolicking with the night rats?

Dancing...

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My red hot passion over the top it boils,
Our bodies entwined, like DNA coils. 

Can't tell where I left off, and you begin,
Loving you so, the world it does win. 

Makes us better to our fellow man,
Helps me to be the best that I can....

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Time To Cook the Rolls 

“Honey, turn on the oven to 350; the movie is starting!”

Soupy Sales is kicking back with June Taylor at Studio 50.
He is flirting with her leggy dancers as they feed 
A sniveling White Fang burnt popcorn and frankfurters,
From a very...

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Machines With Madmen Groaning


Machines with madmen groaning above me at 10 thousand feet,
Grumbling and growling like maniac sky monsters slurping on bloody prey,
Those steel dragons of yore spewing fire and corpses into the excesses,
Like Rodan and Godzilla maiming each other in the frozen spasming countrysides,
Giant...

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Word Requiem in D Minor

Hello.
Fancy meeting you here. 
Last time we met like this?
That would be 1979, at Rio.
I remember we walked slowly 
Up to the second floor balcony, 
Of the overlooking science building,
Scanning with four eyes the big cemetery,
Set out beyond a mile or...

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Blasé

Totally proud of my achievement, 
Completely understood by my friend, 
Monumental progress made in no time, 
When our ears to each other did bend; 
Notwithstanding the usage time, long, 
Of that moderate body, muscles spasming, 
Irrespective of the disbelieving carers, 
And complacent friends who liked...

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Allow Them To Eat Your Brain

You are relaxed as you scroll there.
Watch the endless turning and spinning.
The never-ending parade of ideas and images.
Watch closely.
Keep your eyes open and concentrate.
Follow follow follow the magic memes…
Let them consume your mind’s eye.
Allow them to eat your brain with...

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I’m sick.
I’ve been sick.
Sick for days,
For months,
For years.

I’m tired, 
And lethargic.
My eyes are weary.
I have a permanently hunched back, now.

The aching,
The spasming.
The fevers,
The shivers.
It’s a never-ending cycle.

And it’s all self-imposed.
Because,
I perform best
When I’m stressed....

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cringing
beaten
slumped over
nightmares 
of revenge --
STRANGLE him
hug mother
for dear life!-- 
startling awake
nauseous
sweaty
woodpecker foot
relentlessly taps
not my fault
don't hit me...
dinner table food
spasming 
mangled by 
screams, curses
roars its way
back up
undigested
will I die first...

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Expanding

Passionate

Knotted

Gyrating

Spasming

Whisk

Egg Beater

Chocolate

Hot

Sweaty

Breathless

Noisy

Blurry

Purring

Screaming

Creamy

Multiple

Moist

Wet

White

Sticky

Licky 

Happy

Smiley

Dreamy

Funny

Sleepy

Treats

Come

Cookies ready

Time to Eat

Satisfied

Jod well done

Guilty Pleasure 101...

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Delicate fingers gripped the slender neck firmly-
after soft, full lips caressed cold, wet flesh desperately-
whilst deep breaths were taken forcefully;
yet suffocated moans and screams pierced discordantly 
heavy silence.

The now despised and trembling cold embrace
lost its hold, thus allowed discoloured hands to bring it over the...

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