Lava Poems

Earth Takes a Fresh Breath

asteroids descend
lava erupts from below
flood waters sweep clean
leaving traces of its stay
for wildfires to have its way

Sunset

Viscous lava disc
Surface shifts in slow motion
Dropping languidly

Lava Lamp

vessel captivates
warm waxing finesse waning                                
more color less stress
glowing going with flowing
lugubrious globular!

vibrant pink guava
incandescent liquid groove~
pahoehoe lava

TODAY'S POTUS' RED LAVA

TODAY’S POTUS’ RED LARVA  

Making The Nation
Great Again, he’s erupting
Our democracy:
Oppressive lava flowing
Hot power-mongering blood:-

Volcanic Eruption of a Soul

In the mine of silence,                 
within the furnace of pain,                  
a burning soul, prepares for 
a tremendous explosion!

The mantle rocks fractured 

Talk About the Weather

The rules are simple
The rules are clear
Talk about the weather
But no politics here

Talk about the wind
Talk about the rain
But never, ever
Bring up social pain

Talk about the sunshine
Talk about the clouds
But don’t bring up
The political crowds

If you do
Best you prepare
Cause things get hot
And tempers will flare

Can’t no one speak
What they truly think
Cause fights break out
Quicker than

Hot Lava Lover

Rising on island,
Mountain, with peaks of possibility,
Valley lush and green.
When my knees collapse, lightning and thunder -
Call it butterflies.
The palms warmed and cooled us, warned us, fooled us.
Explosive, our love -
Once conjoined, often drifting in the sea,
Eyes leaping with fire.

Hot Lava, Lover,
Have we been here before? You’re smoking hot!

Hearts of stone, lifting upwards, tears running,
Drifting

Lava vs Ice

Somewhere up above a mountain 
Was the volcano to maintain 
Lava voice as hot as anger 
It seemed nothing but a danger 

For away down the valley 
Was a frozen lake 
I was spitting so one could take 
Stream thought only one was jelly 
Fish to go deeper than deeper 

Lava ran to valley
It was

Hot Breath

Hot Breath

excited crowd waits impatiently
earthquakes shake the ground
lava heated boiling water
pushes towards the surface
hot steam spews from the vent
anticipation grows, ready for the eruption
a mighty whoosh and the vented steam
reaches for the blue sky
for a duration of ninety seconds
the crowd is awed by natures power
with a gurgle the steam cloud
settles back into the earth to

Emotions Of Lava

I’m not one to whisper,
I’d rather stay silent;
Emotions of lava 
erupt leaving their ash;
Pain peels out like magma;

I’m not one to whisper 
to hide a wicked scream;
Not blessed with a soft touch;
The way I use my pen? 
You had to have a hunch;

I’m not one to whisper 
or tone down hi octane;
One hundred miles an

new lava lamps

The abandoned Mansion was once owned by the Adams Family.
They were doing a terrific business in their lumberyard at the time.
Day laborers who were not busy were sent over to build their home.
It was gorgeous in its heyday, lovelier than anything else on the block.
There were other ritzy mansions, said my auntie, just not this

There Sits the City Gold

There sits the City Gold
Where robbers ne'er grab hold,
Nor rot, nor moth, nor mold.

There sits a lava moat
Not passable by boat
Nor rope, nor writ, nor hope.

Outside the people scheme
As wise as any seem,
To enter, distant dream.

And there the doctors sly,
Sell passage to passers by.
Yet all who purchase, die.

This city, see, is truth.
Those lofty minds in

Red Lava

red lave at most
at end gray ash
and black stones

Stone

Solid. Stationary. Silent.
This is you.
In our limited view.

But.. once you flew.
From molten earth 
Did shoot and spew 

You ran and shouted
Everywhere
In fearsome battle
With the air

Your angry face
The land did rule
Yet here you are
Now seaside cool

She tamed your fury
Water's edge
Once hissed and screamed
Now silence pledge 

You teach us now 
As lives we hurry;
No need to race
Or

Love of Lava

A mountain furious, smouldering hot rocks   
inferno slumbering in its womb within. 
obsidian magma in tectonic locks
chambers a volcano, wrath waiting to spin.

Hot glowing orange flames about to explode
engulfing the fury , pool of metals flowed.
Love of frenzied Lava, none can understand,
tantrum of magma creates a  beach of sand.

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