connection
A longing, my dear stranger
expression
Put it all back together
I know it fits
We fit
Spiral dynamics
The mountain and
Its wet reflection
Reflected back to heaven
Upward, onward
Connection!
You're in my visceral section
I'm in your sacral area
With one heart between the both of us
Severed up and down
Sectioned side to side
Earth and Heaven
Male and Female
How long we bore this cross
This vivisection
Restore! Make whole!
Connection!
Pouring myself into you
Is exactly what i needed
Today
Tonight, i receive you
Interpenetration
Not up for interpretation
Coronal crown
life, so virile
with this eye
I see
we've overcome
Tomorrow, as though it were yesterday
The sacred serpent
Like a trumpet
To our lips
Writhed himself into us at the tip
And received our fluid chemistry
Producing musical harmony
what have we become?
when mastubation's lost its fun, my sweetest friend
connect
Connect
CONNECT!
HOLY
Holy
holy
Past, present, future
A single tapestry
Woven of a single fibre
Our very being
connection
Would you still love me
if I never tore you apart
Took off your face paint
Got under your skin
Looked behind those hazel eyes
Put you back together again
better than before
say you didn’t snore
Lie true my teeth
catching these words falling through my mind
Would you still love me if I never thought deep
Seen outside the cosmos
went back and forth through time
put it into rhyme
Walked across the face of the sun
dug into its core
Came back to earth in a coronal mass ejection
blacking out cities
sowing fields with magnetism
Would you still love me without my indignation
to question god
Why he needed man
was there even a plan
Tell him human intelligence is driving us mad
how I see an abstract shape of eternity
From my perspective
one where we never die
So would you still love me if I wasn’t a poet
No, you would tell me I’m a pain!
for going with the grain
not speaking out, or freaking out
Bowing my head, whilst closing my mind
pretending I’m blind
You love a man not a poet
I love you too
because unlike this
you just don’t crow it
Coming now from 2B Platform
Ding, the depressed robot, cleaned the cocoon
holographic messages from mom
saying everithing is good in the moon
nothing to eat in the scanner
and where are you, my loved one?
yesterday I worked until I feel pain in my bones
I didn't notice your worried look
sector five congested with ships
what's wrong, can you tell me in the plasma book?
calm down we will be happy soon
in spite of the sun
no coronal mass ejection, you see?
it will be a fast travel to the moon colony
what are you waiting to really love me?
I change my processors and I understand better
in the greenhouse the bioplant shrunken
static and apathetic Ding start to blatter
posted on the edge of the cocoon
abrasive sun burns Earth and threat the moon
then I enter the password that we agreed
and Ding frightened voice echoes off the glass wall
his digital noises looks like a plead
now that practically everything is twisted metal.
You indulged me with your filthy deceits
You anointed me with a coronal of false assurances
You took me by the hand and guided me to a land of falsehoods
And I was a complete fool for you
I swear by the sun and the moon,
And each of the stars scorching and fading in galaxies far away,
That I will never illustrate my palpable love for you again
I will not yearn for you, for you have forgotten me
The love in my heart is extinguished
Though my it beats relentlessly like a war drum
The gardens you tended in my mind
Now wither and choke from poisonous ash flung
From the den of shadows that is my soul
I will not call for you
I will torch every bridge you have ever stepped foot on
I will tear the pages that invoke your name from my book of life
I will erase any lingering nostalgia of your adoration
I will unmoor my soul from the shores of your callous considerations
I will inter my longing for you in a grave soon encumbered by the weeds of time
Should I conjure your ghost one day
I will promptly snuff that redolent manifestation
For I have torn out my anguished heart
And sown it in fertile, healing soils
A tiny doubt sends out
the solvos. Self on fire,
you want to bail out the hierarchy.
Physically imperfect, a star
ejects the charged rays.
There was no secret of coronal
mass. You were taking a dip
in golden plumes of nirvana.
No suffering, no remorse.
A slice of moon will heal.
In your path lies the gray earth.
Who will incite the ocean now ?
A transient truce will not give
you the leaping death of
valley. The clouds will take there own revenge.
Satish Verma
When God spoke, "Let there be light,"
Nature's response was the Sun.
And in the farthest fringes
of dark space, galaxies spun.
Darkness concentrates shadows,
nothing is quite what it seems.
For yesterday's promises,
were scribbled on dying dreams.
Sol's golden rays of sunlight,
imbues magic to the Day.
And colors cottony clouds,
as Dawn chases Night away.
The Sun's coronal aura,
harbors hope's eternal spark.
And illuminating Day,
golden sunbeams pierce the dark.
We are creatures of sunlight,
that's why we love it so much.
And when basking in its rays,
our hearts revel in its touch.
If there are humans on earth some years
in the future
They'll notice the sun has turned into a fiery
red creature
The sun is on a mission to eat the earth
In days to come sun will swallow earth, not
even burp
If this is thought to be a SciFi invention
It's 100% true this is the sun's intention
The solar system's end comes with sun's
cannibalistic feat
When he's eaten the other planets as an
after dinner treat
The reason for such actions is sun's
burning days are thru
And if he's burning out the rest of his
system is going too
THE UNIVERSE IS STRANGER THAN IMAGINED
THE UNIVERSE IS STRANGER THAN CAN BE IMAGINED
What's not even mentioned is sun's other tricks to harm
A coronal mass ejection and earth's bought the farm
The last CME (2012) missed earth by a cosmic inch
The next will hit earth and that's a cinch
Cosmic winds blow
Not by chance
Coronal holes, magnetic blast
Gamma ray bursts, X-ray Earth
Mars encounters green Siding Spring
Satellite data pouring in ...
you practically impossible
imposter of tactically tactful tactics…
you’re more than a coronal massive injection of detection
you are a right proper superbubble nova loving spectacle of self
you gave into a microscopically small bit of nanosecondly supported awareness
and you created an entire freakin’ multidimensional universe?
.
wtf? with.a freakin’ twist
.
you must know
I’m write about most things
and poetry rights me.
.
It’s why I’m here
.
you called? dear
The masses all project
massive coronal ejections
a thousand years to travel here
an impact felt in seconds
overwhelming energy
shifts the paradigm
a million awe struck former life forms
one of which is mine
suddenly benign
is the only way to be
thus, a brand new life form
made of solid energy
Some are bright as heaven
others dark as hell
mostly grey, in a new formed state
multiply by dividing cells
and sharing theirs with others
we now may call a son
but the only sun worth living,
is now dying super strong
when the day does creep upon us
we're soaked up in the swell
and live all as one
inside a sun
that's ending, all as well
Amid the grace of quiet stones,
a stroll down pebbled path.
There within a forgotten time,
behind an iron latch.
Stands now in aged seclusion,
of monuments to grief.
A countenance in marble cast,
beautiful Angel in soft relief.
Heavenly comfort emanates,
a coronal healing swath.
Winged guardian to souls now passed,
sempiternal keepers of the watch.
For the contest: Angel
Sponsored by SKAT aces-
I fried up a platter of chicken,
And served it fer supper last night.
The family ate all but one piece,
Which I saved for my snack tonight.
When I got to the fridge, it was empty,
What in the hell is going on???
There’s an empty carton of milk!
But my piece of chicken is gone!
Now, who stole my piece of chicken???
Someone’s got some ‘splainin’ to do!
Don’t move till I get some answers!
I think there’s a thief among you!
I wanna see everyone’s teeth!
Mama take yours outta the jar!
And Owen, for you I mean tooth.
This time, someone’s gone too far!
Last time I checked, this was my house!!
Owen, sit your chunky butt down!!!
That was MY dang piece of chicken!!
Now somebody’s runnin’ to town!
I been craving chicken all day!
Don't make me kick you out that door!!
Just get on down to the Coronal
And get me a bucket of four!
And Owen, don’t forget the biscuits!
Or your butt, I will be kickin’!
I hope you’ve learned your lesson boy!
Don’t mess with a man’s piece of chicken!!!
i looked down at a lovely dictionary
only because it was opened to the quantum
page
only because i sat on a lovely, antiquated
memory
and realized the actuality
of forgetting everything
as i sat on the edge of coronal masses
frying the egg eyeballs
of my closest friend
moving through fields of fresh
juniper pollen
insects become bioluminescent
and they are dead
and flat
between the pages
this dictionary is alive with the pulp
of forgotten vegetation
my car runs on dinosaur blood
cretacious and waiting
looking out a thin glassed window
i feel the energy moving
going out to the tough dogs
with torn ears
and bulging memories
life is hard
on memory lane
with flower entrails
dedicated to Schonkrieger DMJ
In sunburnt pastures far and flowing,
Your love is an angels's mandolin
Which soothes such things as soothings seek,
Our hands enmeshed midst that verdure's 'spanse
A fateful union fated, frenzied,
Tho now entranced in pleasing rest...
And Autumn then would kiss his Spring,
And all that bounty know,
Adrift 'pon Idyll's em'rald tide
Of Love and of endless loving's dream...
Fair Rose of Black , that sweet embrace,
Coronal jewel of all my wanting,
How breathless I behold you
Whom all my sighs ensnare!
For I'd the Sun a captive make
As lamp unto my bleedful soul-
'Tis yours, my Dawn!
My sweet Love's Dream,
As Crown Prince of my heart's estate
'Tho the Heavens drop, I'll hold you...
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