Oxidation Poems

Zephyr Oxidation

Written, March 24, 2025
For Contest,  Your Choice E sponsor, Brian Strand

            ******************
hands aegis
        sculpting lullabies
 cradling
      warmed by 
          candlelight - wax
                  flesh
                      muscle 
                
  breath
      zephyr
          exhales 
                 inaudible eulogies
      exuding oxidation
                    of
                turpentine

         nectar 
           of 
        ebony & 
               onyx
varnishes in 
                      liniment
           to coddiwomple
fingers &             
          dactyls
 tracking 
                     ectoblastic 
                                     layers

 labyrinth puddles
                  yen's fuel trigger
   perspiring
                    bruised   blooms
           quivered    reverberations
                declining
                        blossom

           obscured in
sunken strands 
of 
sprouts
&
   burial site
         effigy melting 
Inside
              silk gloves

IN BEING A COSMIC POETIC BUTTERFLY

IN BEING A COSMIC POETIC BUTTERFLY

When your mind
The cocoon 
Of your spirit
Releases itself
Let the rhythmic wings
Of your being
Soar your spirit
In the airways life 
With your essence
Of healing words
Of graceful liberation
To those cosmic beings
Of life’s universe
Awaiting their
Hydrating oxidation
Of the oneness
And onement of
Peace & love

COSMIC POETIC BUTTERFLY

1   fs


When you mind
the cocoon
of your spirit
releases
let the rhythmic
wings
of your being
spiritually soar
life's airways
with 
your essence
of healing 
words
gracefully liberating
cosmic beings
in universal life
awaiting
your word's
oxidation 
of
onderful
onement
of
the oneness
of ondering 
peace 
and
loving love:-

Substance

Chemical can be detected in urine and serum using gas chromatography nitrogen phosphorus detection(GC-NPD) and gas chromatography mass spectrometry techniques(GC/MS).Poison is detected in food and environmental samples through capillary electrophoresis(MEKCS) with UV-detection after solid phase extraction.The Sonnenschein test consists in the electron-transfer oxidation of substance,via cerium mediated radical reactions.Besides, 
this test produces a violet colour more stable than that obtained with 
potassium dichromate which is the recommended assay for identification 
of this drug.Most poisons can be detected in your blood or urine.

Enjoy It

We were calculating theoretical yields on chemcollective
and somehow we ended up dancing to ”go left.”

We were finding oxidation numbers on labster
but somehow we started laughing.

We were balancing chemical equations on PhET
but now we’re singing “World we created” with hair-bush microphones.

Believe your competence - be impressed with your progress.
Attack every challenge with self-contained ease.
Armor yourself with confidence.
You’ll like the way you enjoy it.

*We started studying for school - weeks in advance of spring term - those names (Chemcollective, PhET, Labster) are tools for working out chemistry equations - like calculating theoretical yields from compounds. So we practice, practice, practice until we can do them blindfolded - or in pressurized situations like tests.

I Got Arrhythmia

I got arrhythmia
With no biz here
Still got my heart
Who could ask for anything more!

This old heart beat 
Got new smart beat
Slow then fast beat 
Who could ask for anything more!

My Oxidation
Has a syncopation
No resuscitation
Hangin’ round my door

With a thrum beat 
Not a dumb beat
Long as some beat
Who could ask for anything more!
 Who could ask for anything more!

Future of Our Fears

The sky falling, crumpled beneath a russet cloud, 
shrouded by shadows swaying with the dusty flow of gases.
Blackest darkness without promised whispered rays of sunlight,
absent of visible light shifting, fading into nothingness.
The surface crackling, popped burning, mottled with brash shards 
and coppery incandescent flakes simultaneously freezing and melting.
Rapid oxidation oscillating turning uncontrolled, removed from its center. 
Chilly coldness surrounding scorched voices unhearable and unheard.
Echoes succumbing to the silent gravitational waves of space.
Upper-atmospheric lightening eerie and unsettlingly beautiful.




written 9/06/2020

Orange

When I was traveling through a wood
I met the color Orange
Laid out before me, long lost kin
Less on top, more so within 
She was the edges and the movement
She was the still frames and the fire inside
She was large, looming death; and the minuscule flit of life
She was the shadow in the afternoon sun - 
Elongated, exaggerated, full of shape and being
Orange...
Orange is the next octave of vision
TheStillSepiaOfPastAndTheKaleidoscopeOfPossibleFuturesAllOozingAtOnceFromThePoresOfThisPresentMoment!
All that glitters is orange
Through leaves, dappled, she flows 
Down to the rippling water, she knows
How blinding she is to the eye
A thousand dancing mysteries with no reason why
Orange is the world inside out
Where the blue sky burns and silence is a deafening shout
Orange...
In her dominion and her gentle preservation 
Is the double sided mirror through which all my reservations
Are left empty
Without merit
Without cause
All the monstrousness we've made comes to a slow and gentle pause
Orange is the oxidation of my life to come
Showing all that could be done
Or lost
Or imagined
Or destroyed and risen high up from the ashes

Keen Amalgamator

Give me your fears and hope,
the golden chains of your obsession
Let me vow bind your hidden hand past 
to the leg of your uncertain present
Have the angst choices, which twine your future,
be your gilded, Lazarus rope

Pour your tears and your smiles
into my alchemy beaker
Experiment study your ancient pains
and new pleasures
Ghastly examine why 
you mask the death reeker

Mix well the explosive potion of disparate dreams,
and behold ...
the beta wave oxidation of centrifugal spin reality

Allow me to be 
your keen amalgamator
Take a peek-see,
monitor your pulse regulator

Give me total permission 
to outer limit I locate the lost inner you
Hold a search light to your brain,
see the murky delta waves oscillating

Ping the Atlantis position,
dark abyss thoughts that eschew rescue
Buoy bask in the sunshine and the rain,
cerebral flotation is the gestalt thing

Let a friendly spirit be
your sherpa keen amalgamator
Take an MRI peek-see,
power up the love hum resonator

Glimpse

Memories lay in the tall grasses
 hidden from street view,
  statues for the wandering ants.
Forgotten possessions 
 in the graveyard of a worn estate
  where families once played.
The house with wearing wood
 is a beautifully sad structure
  that has seen better days.
Swing set chains rusted,
 ever so often would howl
  with the ghosts who still move about.
The patina of age spreads
  across the desolate property
    in an artistic awe, aware
     no one ever visits there.
Beautiful rain cried rust lines
 oxidation illustrations 
  in a naturally romantic transformation.

Glimpse the sanctuary many have know,
this is where the past calls home.


Date: 7-1-18
For Contest: Patina

Constellations

2/24/16


Made my own observations
While following through on obligations
Certain materials came into contact with the process of oxidation
As I always respected conservation
Unfortunatley the same could not be said for all occupations
And methods of operation
Realize this bit of ancient knowledge, many conversations
Got lost in translation,  all across the basins and nations


You could make a never ending story of compilations
Life came with unlimited combinations
Of complications
But it was never enough to break my concentration
Spirit or willpower, as I stared up at the constellations
Above cities with high populations
I made my own modifications
Through many optimizations

I understood that many desired accomodations
And strictly believed in consecrations

I could never respect or help anyone interested in world domination
Or narcissism and self-nomination
Especially if they speak of others like an abomination
I'm so very far from religious, but I can tell you now with a certain degree of confidence
And a much higher consciousness
That will lead you to a path of eternal condemnation

By: Dalton Ogletree

Bronze Beauty

Rusted and Busted Contest
Sponsor: Casarah Nance

BRONZE BEAUTY


Blighted inside the eyes of the ones who are blind
Rusted and marred but remarkable in my mind
Obliterated beyond repair, but extreme charm I find
No one can see the potential I see while inclined
Zesty and raggedy with a strange history behind
Exhausted vehicle holding such elegance refined



Bronzed full of memoirs from accounts of transportation
Embarked on a journey since the original assimilation
A standard modern example of weathered oxidation
Utterly surprised from the ol’ days of junkyard compilation
Throughout time scraps become an art of the generation
Yard-fills of old automobiles carry exquisite rustication 



Date Written: June 22, 2016

On Mars In Mars

On Mars In Mars

Volcano hollowed sound, echoes in Olympus Mons
Thin atmosphere cratered in ancient crevasses
Storms last three hundred years or more
Etch ancient lines red iron oxidation 
Rocks move from one place to another
As the only life on Mars
Mouths of rivers dry and scarred above
Love is rare.  No air.  Ground tells a story
To be told but somewhat old
Holes fill with water gray and heavy underneath
Keep secrets of the planet
Inside and on the surface
Of things we still can’t understand

1.	(*Olympus Mons is a very large shield volcano on the planet Mars. By one measure, it has a height of nearly 25 km (16 mi). Olympus Mons stands almost three times as tall as Mount Everest's height above sea level)

Created on 7/17/15 for “Subject Mars” Poetry Contest sponsored by: Joe Maverick

Binge

Break,break,break on the cold,gray septa
(the veil is ripped and so am I)
\Fern sundered amongst the 
Daffodils,dandelions and diadems tarnished 
With the oxidation of time and tide
That waits for no man.
\Well here I am
The littlest seraph of Sodom
(what did they do in Gomorrah?)
Blow horns and sack butts
Tan-ta-ra
The epitome of epiphanies awaits
And Gabriel - you go play in the other room.

Oxidation Day

oxidation day

hard metal, soft air, rusted

same, never again.

 

(January 24, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved

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