1879
First light bulb
Invented by Thomas Edison
1879
Over 3,000 designs
A science inventor
Carbonized filament
History in the making
Eclectic lightening
An extraordinary idea
Glass reflects the light
Fluorescent bright
Lamp shines
Current through utility
Illuminating
Used everyday
Creative indeed
Light so we can see
1879
Categories:
carbonized, imagery,
Form: Rhyme
For sixteen years I did not drink a can of carbonized soda.
Then I remembered how much I used to like cream soda.
I asked my husband to bring some home from the store.
This was the beginning of my intense sugar addiction.
I now drink two to three cream sodas a day.
Some cream soda cans are worth almost two hundred calories.
The ones I drink are worth two hundred and ninety calories each.
I make no apologies for my addiction; it has sweetened my life.
Categories:
carbonized, me,
Form: Free verse
NEW YEAR
a clear slate with chalk
don’t bollix up the board
with mathematical equations
let it snow from erasers
applauding forgiveness
let your words wander
from coast to coast
covering the pristine green
let arm circles soak up
all the carbonized words
and begin again
with resolution
12/22/2017
Categories:
carbonized, new year,
Form: Free verse
A poet will write once,
a poet will write yet again
And all of the words written therein,
are the sum of the poet's pen
A poet writes about life,
a poet writes about death
And anything a poet writes about
falls between the pillar of those two, more or less
A poet will articulate about life,
real and imagined things conjured from the depths of the mind
A poet will expound upon death,
things regarding finality and closure, obscure and sublime
A poet fashions words about pure imagination,
deep meditative thoughts and rational contemplations
They record oxidized emotions pressed on carbonized clay paper,
they reconstruct ancient eroded events lost in the temporal vapor
A poet will speak of the future,
of things most have yet to conceive
A poet will give essay on the essence of faith,
persuading even some pragmatics to believe
A poet is always awash in words,
making sure that your voice is never unheard
A poet will always bear witness
as to the nature of things
They will always uncover hidden truths
buried in the sands of philosophical musings
This is the authority cosigned to the poet pen
This is the poet's mandate,
their soul offering
Categories:
carbonized, perspective, poets, truth, wisdom,
Form: Dramatic Verse
I never overcame your departure brothers
since then
my feet walk crippled
the kidney only filters half of the residues
my heart partially collapsed
and beats insufficiently
the gastric juice became acid
and corrodes the sweetness of dreams
the bronchial airways are carbonized
and emit a roaring echo
the neurons lost
innumerable synapses
when dying necrotic
but here I am with my soul
regenerating light
so that the guide with the candle
calms my rumble of jungle
Categories:
carbonized, death, loss,
Form: Free verse
On countrysides animal scurry along, leaving footprints
In the carbonized material of this planet.
Channel surfing & empty ink pens,
Pepsi & wadded up candy wrappers
All over the house remannts of LIFE
Breathing all over us.
LIFE moves over us like a rapist in some dark room
We somehow forgot about
In the brightest hours;
It leaves footprints
In the carbonized material of this skin.
Passing through streets burning with loneliness & boredom;
Sometime I often wonder about the perplexity
All of it stains upon our memory.
Midst preposterous pink & turquoise blue color
Our LIFE begins to petal,
slightly bruised.
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Categories:
carbonized, life
Form: I do not know?