Best Surfacing Poems

Food for thought!...today~some Quantum physicists believe we live in a holographic universe...with multi-dimensional realities living side by side...and these multiverses only exist if observed upon...


Spurious spatiotemporal spacious synthetic skies

Contrarious curious conundrums critically compromise 

Mysterious matter melding metamorphically mystifies

Nefarious neurological nilpotent neurons normalize

Insidious idealized information instructions...

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Spontaneous sulfurous stigmata sinisterly surfacing
Membranous molecules meticulously masterfully marshaling
Tangible tempestuous tears tangling thoughts
Radical revelation revealing ruinous rots
Pious priests patronize punishable penance
Impious illusions intrigue impacting independence
Narcotizing nefarious noxious naves navigate
Prioritizing pains portal pandemic perpetrate
False fixation fumigates fragmental fatal fury
Defaults determine damaged destructive demons dreary






Jan.18.2020
Eight-word challenge 1...

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suddenly surfacing. . .
a poem lost
in the clutter
of the junkyard 
that is my mind...

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my angers rising
coming closer to the surface.
its slowly coming.
creeping ever closer!
the other me is slinking,
slinking through my mind!
hes so enraging!
he infuriates me!
we hate each other,
but he is me!
and hes filled with rage!
through which he can not see!
we fight for dominance!
a constant battle!
we almost seem to...

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you surface me, dear,
                    like sea shells on sand-
       tidal waves engulf
        ...

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it is not easy to wake up happy
the young do
maybe 

eyes have to adjust
focus inward
bring what is in there to the outside
so you can take a look at it

then there’s always yesterday to deal with
memory decodes
decides what lingers to hurt
or what can be forgiven
like as...

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December eats whatever fat
the wind carries with it.

You imagine the windows, the drapes,
all rounded and curved,
no sharp corners in this ocean of you.

Short-lived circulating thoughts
glimmer and fade,
minnows darting from nowhere
to nowhere.

Your body-heat, fish-tails over
dark waves.
The cold is still too deep,
a dim dawning shore
still too far...

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Night is still in its diving bell.

Turn over the body-heat,
tuck head into a shoaling mind.

You imagine the window, the drapes,
the walls, the round walls
all fish-eyed and rising.

February eats whatever fat
the dawn carries with it.

Space fountains are thawing
in the drip of reality.

It is still too cold
for...

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The most splendorous success was man landing on the moon
The most splendorous success was Christ Jesus surfacing on Earth
Yes: The most splendorous success was the moon meeting man...

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