Best Transfigures Poems

"Ransom"




Held to ransom 
words inject your mind
pierce your skin
drawn backwards 
you transcend, 
you look within
a bloodied mind
the numbness melts
inconsequential ignobles
and dreary misfortune
a polar ice cap 
lying cold on stony heart
rescinds


Blue blood bleeds Red
Mystery Girl
Implodes your heart 
Reconnaissance transforms
on a dead even plateau
transfigures a
bipedal 
head
becomes
eight legs
Tarantula...

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Whiter than white 
frozen water crystals surround the air 
snow packed mountains 
building up quickly, for my eyes to see  

A snowflake begins to form 
a cold water droplet freezes 
onto a pollen dust particle
in the sky, it swivels then falls down 

Snow, composed...

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"GOD’S Tears Returned"



You were smaller than a particle in a Tear Drop 
when you first arrived, you returned.
The size of a miniscule of a fraction not yet
Comprehended in the power of Light
In the refraction of your mother’s and father’s eyes
LIGHT is LOVE
LOVE is LIGHT
Somewhere from...

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"The Sleeper and The Supernaturalist"


The Sleeper
shone as she walked 
through the Woods

shining alive 
like nothing
natural could

caught 
in the moonlight 
unaware

the innocent
red-caped roses stared
the trees whispered,

"beware, beware"

barefoot softly 
the Supernaturalist 
transfigures instead

from under shine 
she bares 
what exists 

deeper 
beneath 
that cumbersome skin

silently she turns 
watching...

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"The Real World"

what you gonna do
when your world 
is wrapped up in love

and all you've loved
taken away from you,
a hollow heart remains

an empty vacuum 
the implosion, 
of all you've loved 

taken down the  
black rabbit hole;
we were never the same 

species, you and I,
we...

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Hark and listen well, if those foretoken in the eyes of hungers lust
Trapped in their illusion, trampling the Stars into dust
Forced with the detestation stench by the swamp of absolute disgust
Thou blackest scorpion be accursed, thy fields be ruin and rust

Professed, nonwarranted kinfolk testify regarding...

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A Dedication to Leanne, my beloved wife. 

Beyond Belief

Harken,
Heed these words,
They are more than mere sounds,
Trumpeting make-belief ideas,
They will be as rain and sunlight,
To a wilting flower,
Love will heal you,
Beyond all beliefs. 


Words that sound over the top,
From a madman possessed by love,
Unleashed into torrents...

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PALACE OF POSSIBILITIES

In the Palace of Possibilities, there are countless rooms.
While young, we anticipate their exploration 
not recognizing the potential peril inherent in all.

We keep the doors open and with one foot inside
look around. What treasures will be found?
We enter with abandonment excited by schemes
and...

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“Where does Love live
It lives in The Light within
where time never ends it just begins”. 
Lady Labyrinth


"50 Words for Poe: The Lacrimosa"

Room 9 was haunted
this much was known 
with great fear and trepidation
all patients avoided that room the most

Terror Fell 
was not scared of daemons...

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The preordained forgathering
An ineffable Dayspring by Night
Of the King's subjects...
Children of the Light
A convivial convocation, fervent & true
Eternal & ardent princely quietude
The Kiss of Life from the Depths Above
Unremitting, interchanging overtures of Love
Concurrent convergence in the midst of the impasse
Only to gaze upward through a...

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GLASS HOUSE

It was me
Yes ,did it deliciously
Mind blown
Petals chopped
Goodness stamped
Fantasies striped
Freshly plucked dreams
Buried alive .

Years flew along water
With oncoming seasons
Virility of cool showers
Narrowing to drizzles
In faded memories .
Nun bird nested in heart
Transfigures to a shadow 
In white thread monsoon rain .

Rain prevails
Nothing but rain
Lashing rain...

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there is something profoundly sad about the rain. 

perhaps it is the cold. 
cold that makes my bones raw and my heart unbearably still. 
i feel it under my skin - the seed deprived of warmth, compassion transfigures into callousness. 

perhaps it is the sound....

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Seventy seven stones stand tall
In their center is something beyond essence of a normal soul
A lake with water crystal clean and pure as summer breeze, murmuring like leaves in fall
Bluer then Italian sky but suddenly in its center appears pupil black as coal 

The whole...

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Rubin’s Cup

Rested in conclusion that water vessels cast push pull as they propel
                       the motions’ notion from confusion’s stagnant nightmares
into another settling day...

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Celestial hammer hits sparks fly
The seal of Saturn in a center has an eye
From transcendent essence spirit it will magnify
By meaning of abyss seal exits dimension and heads for different sky

The shift in dimension transfigures the very soul
The eye forms the spectrum greater then all
The...

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