Liquefied Poems | Examples

The Picture on the Parlor Wall

When midnight flames flicker aesthetic reveries,
releasing ashes of rainbow petals,
upon the canvas of undressed seasons,
I delve into blue blurs of butterflies,
framed in floating colors of nostalgia,
aching for dried dyes to home this scraped heart~
hanging loose, within smoky imagery,
as if every pigment will sprout from lilies of longing.
But can memories thaw frozen zeal,
illustrating steamy sunsets with liquefied rubies,
to unveil a timeless era, retouched and restored,  
from the dust of dusks composed in surrealism?  

And I, the splattering of an ink-blot,  
persist as a dramatized kiss of tongue-stroked silence,  
like a portrait, isolated in artistic utopia,
as love is more than a metaphor that speaks to the moon;
a pastel palette textured with melted roses~
  saturated stars can interpret…

Tubified by baby

Liquefied compost is still shy it                                                                                                           A lot less than a dream it seems                                                                                               What did you just see and hear is unrecognizable 							               Able did not listen ether but that’s neither hear nor there                                                                     just cats and rats idol’s chit mystified                                                                                                                  and that pertains to men and not GOD  							                                 for all that glistens is, but not bold,                                                                                                        so be wary, somethings are just toast

Existence Enshrined

The rhapsody of rainbow 
melts in morose mélange,
the concoction of colors
bleeds bland in 
shattered silence,
sucked out 
of crumbled core 
of sensuous cloud,
soothing rain rinses 
the stains in broken hearts,
shades of grey paints 
the frayed linen of love,
redundant.

The requiem 
of longing patina
of repentant rose 
resonates melancholic medley
in the portals of petals, 
the faded gloss
turns into tears 
in pearls of mourning dew, 
desiccates uncared
under the summer sun 
of the desert mind,
the wilted flower falls
on weathered gravestone 
of spent passion,
departed.

The cacophony captured 
in the melody of forlorn music,
chaotic symphony floats
out of tune
on disharmonic wave,
strained smiles displayed  
with elusive enactment 
in ostentatious podium of life,
songs turn into echo
of convoluted noise 
in hollow souls,
pretentious.

The intriguing facet  
of listless life 
seen entranced 
through liquefied layers
of cynical stratum,
configures pessimism
in the sunken essence 
of living exaltation,
the apparent aspect
refracts defiled expression 	
of warped existence,
enshrined.

Four by Four

1. Earth

The designated household steward
Formidable, resourceful, and replenishable
Overseer of life advancement
Protector of the realm 

2. Air

The dynamic life giver
Atmospheric regulator and ventilator
Breathable qualities regenerative properties
Possessor of the realm 

3. Water

The paramount mundane neccesitator
Aquatic shapeshifter's topographical improvements
Liquefied nutrient entities' sustainabilities 
Provider of the realm 

4. Fire

The maintenance of creation
Foundational builder massive molding
Keeper of the Flame
Prudential of the realm

- Haiku X 310 - spring sign -

                                      small soft signs of spring
                                  when snow becomes liquefied -
                                           tingling sensation

Songs of Soul COS No 7: ABAB

Temperate gold buds, untrimmed, lease heaven,
In the wake of an avarice moment,
The grandeur Laurentian Abyss, she came.
Love witnessed a desire being potent,
Her hair the color of passionate heat,
Trailed sparks in the carved vale of the Abyss,
She brought the ardor of men their defeat,
And vanquished hearts with her outpour of bliss.
Genteel tasks in her liquefied domain,
Her expressed lured eyes left their thoughts to wane,
From Neptune Masiff, left many in vain,
The heights alone made the challenge, a strain.
Abyss turned Masiff, mermaid of pardon,
Her laughter championed her trust wanton.

Mother a Multifaceted Personality

A dead tree looks like a stone 
Of thousand years black, fissured and tan-faced, 
But still no hopes to fall down:
The secret is that she holds the invisible
Beauty steady and faithful.
Although she is dead by body but 
Still alive in her warm sighs of beauty.


To make the unseen beauty visible, 
You've to be poetic.
The body is reduced to ashes some day 
But beauty never perishes.
Between a dead tree and a mother
I find a sweet simile!

When a mother holds a pen
The world comes to her feet,
And implores to be her slave.
Mother is a such a subtle flower
That blooms through all the year.

Mother is a wax
If someone good or evil
Comes to her, he or she becomes
Liquefied by her warm.

Mother is a blooming lotus in the nectar,
But that ambrosia  becomes poisonous 
When a hornet stings the lotus.

Literature isn't possible bare mother-
Even, except her there is no identity of father,
What we are today!
What we were yesterday!
And what we shall be-
All credit goes to mother: the symbol
Of all women.

Drowning In Shallow Water

drowning in shallow water
knowing how to swim,
but not knowing how to float
i do not blame her for leaving

drowning in shallow water
knowing how to swim,
but not knowing how to float
i do not blame her for choosing him

my main mistake was wanting too much time to myself
my main mistake was pushing her, and her love, away
my main mistake was taking her sincere, precious love for me for granted
my main mistake was underestimating and doubting her inner strength as well as her independence

now there she is happy, smiling , and so in love with a real man
now here i am, a sad, pouting, pitiful little boy with a long way to go

my stomach is not full from the shallow water in which i am drowning in
it is instead from the heavily liquefied regret that is still painfully grounding in

Pain Liquefied

As a molten drop of wax,
    running down,
        from a dying candle,
            a single drop of tear,
               left her eye’s boundary,
                   making its way down,
                      falling down without a sound,
                          and crashed!

The denouement of a sad life!

           Like pulverized shards of glass,
              it tore into the flesh, 
                 causing deep haemorrhage,
                    somewhere inside the brain!

August.6.2022

Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest

Near Death Experience

That night I felt the frail body burn in fainting fever
Pounding heart pushed blood to the brain in a rush
In the swinging sense I felt floating in thin air forever
Vaporized eyes strained in vain to clear the vision 
As they looked vacantly transfixed in hallucination
At the changing surreal shape of surmounting space.

Through the thin layers of luminous liquefied night
I saw my entity sinking with my essence escaping
Getting dissipated in the domain of ethereal ether
I heard the sound of the distant bells tolling faintly
Masking the music of the swan song fading away
In stalled time’s serene depth of sublime silence.

That’s when I saw a pale figure appear as if frozen 
In the mist outside the window open on the starry sky
As the gloomy clouds cleared I saw in the moonshine 
The smiling face of my mother who I’d lost years ago
She came to take me with her, but before I said wait 
I regained consciousness after near death experience.

_________________

April 30, 2022
Contest : Near Death Experience
Sponsored by : Chantelle Anne Cooke

My Dream Vacation

To think of a place, I tried
as I left for the station
but I still couldn't decide
where do I spent my vacation?

A place, where I could hide
from my grief, my depression 
Thinking hard, I looked to my side
as people left for their destination

what's wrong with my brain! I sighed 
Hearing that, my brain felt offensive
An idea sparked in my mind
I went to the Transport Pensive

I selected the Saturn Slide
it was quite expensive
I could feel myself liquefied
I swirled around, it was extensive

I took the Saturn's Ring Ride
as I was landin', there came a rally
They welcomed me with arms wide
They were greetin' me open Heartedly

the native food was being cooked
they were fryin' meal, spicy and oily
I stayed in the hotel, all rooms booked
after restin' I visited the lush valley

everything I wished was granted
I ate pizza, I licked ice cream
but It was not where I belonged
and it belonged in my dream

Dogs of War

the dogs were happy
did not have to dig deep
in bomb craters and
makeshift graves 
they licked at pulverized bones
and liquefied brains
slurped up the proceeds of war
and roamed the street
sluggish and flatulent

saliva dribbled as well
from the industrial military complex
fused joy with sore fingers
from counting the money

Dmitri wondered
what had become of his folks 
and where the flowers had gone
before he pegged his rag doll
to a skull bone that floated
in a sewer of lost hope

his young soul was confused
with reality and fake news
and yet his scarred mind
was never far from revenge

as he waded through carnage and destruction
he found remains of his pet
and smeared a bloody reminder
on his feverish forehead
picked up a land mine
and bode farewell to one of his arms
because the weapon exploded
never one to cease with belligerent ease

Perfume

Flower extract
On the body worn ahead of human contact,
A pressurized can preserving it;
With a vaporizing mechanism
That upon actuation gets friendly faces lit,
Further brightening the ones bought over by tribalism.

A liquefied fragrance for armpits
But also for arresting smells keener than a cesspit’s
And for the fortunate handkerchief
Of a folk alive to bad odour and its mischief.

To it a woman lends her neck,
Fully trusting the romantic havoc it does wreck;
A roguish sureness that some man against it shall brush
And a withdrawal from same not rush,
Lingered kisses planting there
With the whole world finding it just fair!

Perfume is by the fashionable grabbed;
During a kidnap, together with it nabbed,
The female habitual user letting out a frustrated sigh
After a shopping and she didn’t remember to it buy.

Expression Stressed-

Solid words liquefied;
Bound and told horrified;
Ancient own;
 Dooley honed ;
I am that child 
Buck-wild



7/8/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021

Nostalgic Flash

Near the horizon the blue hills cascaded in waves,
Over the emerald slopes of rhythmic undulations
Surrounding the hamlet where my home was once.
The flotilla of ivory cloud drifted in cerulean sky where
Amplified joy of my childhood soared with the kites I flew.
Liquefied pearls flowed in the meandering crystal brook, 
Girdling the verdant meadow, and from its gentle slope
I sent out paper boats to sail to the distant sea unknown,
Carrying the rainbow tinged teenage fantasy of mine.

Flash from the past glitters even in the twilight hour,
Lingers to brighten up the fading corridor of memory.
As I walk the last mile for the unknown destination, 
Suffused with the seamless satisfaction life gave me,
Highly adored childhood treasure I preserve in nostalgia.

December 9, 2020
Contest : Any New Acrostic About Nostalgia 
Sponsor : Line Gauthier

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