Collisions Poems - Poems about Collisions

A bluebird came streaking violently out of Central Park, it blurred over the lanes of traffic towards 220. I flinched in anticipation of the impact, but at the last second it darted directly up, as if caught in a sudden wind current. “Did you see that?” I asked Lisa. She didn’t, her phone was jiggling. My boyfriend left yesterday He had to leave...

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earthquakes and fissures routinely affect politics and relationships as they act on the earth's crust tectonic plates clash in subduction zones they separate at divergent boundaries  a quake strikes will I engage or detach? wisdom will prevail I will not be smashed or fall between the cracks...

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Collisions between yours truly and the missus Space at a premium in our apartment lettered and numbered b44 at Highland Manor, cuz the spouse heavily trends toward disorderliness. She readily admits her predilection to disavow being a neatnik, yet owns the capacity getting down to brass tacks to tidy up whenever the warden who rivals the military police announces requisite inspection. We dread unwelcome visits courtesy management triumvirate whereby anticipatory anxiety put...

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In voids, wild, stripping away the firmament of heaven and tearing open the tethers of time. Watching the empyrean burn stars as they collapse n collide dark, matter black holes drag reality to unknown realms and realities. When stars collide from the point of the birth till the point of demise, eternally rippling into nothing, a flash...

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The snow comes on the rumblings of mistakes As alien nature not named but numbing all the same Comes crashing, colliding by accident in atmospheres In fear, chrystals of silence remind us of the loudness How unkind ice can be accompanied by snow Once released to tumble down to mimic giants falling Blinded by colors not of their making Time stops...

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An happy goat grins in green Such rare species that smiles A bloody heart entangled in codes Freedom is my plea In sights, i've seen Earth gains inches in progression In gazes, i've shied Guilty miser - self-tagged The bible of a race My mind is hell-bent on relaying In her Iris, last noon The norms acclimatizing In her pupil, last night Blinking tilts, shutters her thoughts And...

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