Death Imagism Poems

She inhales the aurora,
breath laced with frozen with light speed
Pulsar fingers stretch through cirrus gauze,
her bodice bending like solar flares.

Astronaut 
A quasar shudders behind her...

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The Depths of Being

In the silence where thoughts dissolve,
A place where all mysteries evolve,
Beneath the surface, deep inside,
Where truth and shadows both reside.

I seek not...

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Tic Tok, days are numbered before death 
Clock counting each second of breath 
From sun up to moonlight chill of the air 
Constant schedule to...

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The fearless soldier with a glowing and youthful look
aims his rifle toward his enemy behind the barrack,
while thoughts are focused on practical and clever survival;
the...

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                   a cynosure of all eyes
 ...

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Unbound Verse**

Words flow free, like water's gentle sway,
Unchained by rhyme or meter's strict decree.
A river of thought, meandering with ease,
Expressing depths, unfettered and at ease.

No...

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Eyes obstructed, where miles go 
So important, who we kill intentionally 
Even ourselves, risk to injury 
To death do we die desire 
In our own...

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When I gasp for the last of breath
And take tentative steps to death,
Way-lost, unsure wither to go, 
Baffled, fallen short of your faith,
  ...

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What is it to which makes us 
A living form of life's breath 
Do we exist or emotion which controls 
A heart pump its veins...

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Let me tell you a little story
On how I ended up in purgatory
It happened right after I died
And scales of judgement could not decide
The life...

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The Arizona Monsoons strike once again
 Violent light crashing up towards the sky
  Purple cloud chemistry flashes so colorful
   Bolts of spider...

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“Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.”
Quote by - Vincent Van Gogh
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Well aware of art, seeing star-lit,...

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I noticed a smell of soft decay
autumnal moment arrived.
Last rose on dying bush,
dandelion clock waiting to be blown.
Grey clouds the sun slipped away-
nature is silent,...

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          I felt nothing
          though I noticed...

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Death...Body

The inevitable beast, embodied

Weapon for the evil

terminating missions, end a message

Keep all

Waiting for another messenger



Death... It always leaves a void behind

The means to escape live's...

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