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Coagulation

Finally my blood began to coagulate
When you stopped doing what I hate
If not, expect the most unpleasant state
Of things from lightest to highest skate.

You should never ever be late
Whenever you invited me for a date
I’m a girlfriend who’s impatient to wait
My boredom is always at the zenith of rate.

Usual lines played like songs from Kate
On

Categories: coagulation, cute love,
Form: Monorhyme

Coagulation

Coagulation Starter – 3-28-24
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Coagulation

Finally, my blood began to coagulate,
Flowing like insomnia
Between the wounds of dawn and dusk
When wounded memories drip pools of enigmas,
Fleeting gossamers of absolutes,
Drying into sticky puzzles.

Bloodied dreams wander labyrinths,
With no exits,
Leaving spatters of millstones 
For ruminating relics to follow,
Thin images of wispy encounters
Fade
In lost chords of words,
Ghosts gel from gashes.

Impostors of reality

Categories: coagulation, health, life,
Form: Free verse

Coagulation Starter

Finally, my blood began to coagulate 
After a very long time of wait 
Wounded and lost too much blood 
I was drowned too long in a flood 

Now my vein learned to halt my bleeding 
And my heart and mind are pleading 
That though, I was injured in this fight
Soon, may I see the shine

Categories: coagulation, courage,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Coagulation Starter

Finally, my blood began to coagulate,
And my heart slowed down a beat.
I looked back to re-evaluate,
And how I ended up on the street.

It was a beautiful, sunny day outside.
So what could I do?
The perfect day for a bike ride!
First, I fixed my tire with Gorilla Glue.

My bike was really fast,
And soon, the wind was blowing

Categories: coagulation, memory, pain, sports,
Form: Rhyme

Coagulation Starter

Finally, my blood began to coagulate,
I really did not think this would eventuate.
But now there’s hope I will not exsanguinate,
because I feel my blood now hemagglutinate.

Remain in my blood vessels and just circulate
perfusing all my organs and accelerate
my wellbeing so I’ll not deteriorate
Instead, my condition will reinvigorate.

So, I will live another day to celebrate
the fact,

Categories: coagulation, body,
Form: Monorhyme

Coagulation Starter

Finally, my blood began to coagulate,
I really did not think this would eventuate.
But now there’s hope I will not exsanguinate,
because I feel my blood now hemagglutinate.

Remain in my blood vessels and just circulate
perfusing all my organs and accelerate
my wellbeing so I’ll not deteriorate
Instead, my condition will reinvigorate.

So, I will live another day to celebrate
the fact,

Categories: coagulation, body,
Form: Monorhyme

Coagulation Starter

Finally my blood began to coagulate, the bleeding had stopped.
Not sure how far along the tunnel I had come. All the way I hopped.
Now to make my way out of this loathsome place.
Cobwebs drooped from the ceiling like filigree lace.

I stepped carefully over sodden earth, choking on the thick rancid air. 
The pain from my

Categories: coagulation, scary,
Form: Rhyme

Coagulation

"Finally my blood began to coagulate,"
the second stage of hemostasis -- how great!
First I applied pressure to the bleeding spot,
the platelets circulate to stop it (a "clot.")

Coagulation forms a more solid wall,
in other words: a scab (helps after a fall).
That tough thing is just a temporary patch;
could bleed again, like My Girl's "blood brothers" scratch.

The

Categories: coagulation, body, caregiving, health, humanity,
Form: Quatrain

Coagulation

Finally my blood began to coagulate;
crimson hues slow dance
to the musical notes of healing,
and the symphony scores a pattern,
weaving the fabic of fibrin 
into a tapestry like a warrior's 
victory blanket.

Blood again flows like a river
finding its course unhindered, 
and I rise and live on;
scars on my body a reminder 
of the battle fought and

Categories: coagulation, health,
Form: Free verse

coagulation

the words coagulate, stuck
in the back of my throat, I choke
on the words I cannot seem to
acknowledge, articulate, remember.
aphasia commandeers my body as her vessel
inarticulate and mute
and in so much pain
but she doesn't seem to care.
when it matters all the soliloquies falter
and stumble from my lips, lame
and inadequate
like everything else i touch.

Categories: coagulation, grief, hurt, words,
Form: Free verse

Coagulation

Wound those buried
with the toothed crack
of sky. A thread

of buttercup cream
tinted silver
rips the alpine

cottony edges. 
A biscupid fuse
pushes the cerise 

stream through the veins,
its navigation 
nourished by 

sweet citrus heavens;
wash of Summers,
green leaves, gardens. Lust

flush like a silk shawl
embroidered
with a pearly flame.

The storm lambastes
sunlight colored
windows that cast 

an embrace into 
our wintered dusk,
beryl tones of

Categories: coagulation, care, color, grief, heartbreak,
Form: Sonnet