Plasma Poems - Poems about Plasma

Stars twinkling, radiating orbs of pastel coloured plasma The moon reflecting the brilliantly glowing solar rays, As the sun soars through constellations in a year of days, The Zodiac impelling our souls made of the same plasma....

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My heart bled and writing was an open wound As words poured out in hemorrhaged pleadings No suture or hemostat clotting their flow The nearer the end the harder it pumped In gushing pulsations of finality Bleeding out what time — could never give back (Dreamsleep: February, 2025) ...

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plasma barrier force field pressed against yielding bubble slipping through where have I been precious energy spent with no return foolishly so many verses wasted treasure hunting down helpless vapid creatures left inviolate monster medicine not cold heart beating icy breath swelling preening scales ticking claws filing sharp words swishing long slithery tail pheromones of worthy prey lurking invisibly close deep rattling sigh reptilian razor head slashes fro coordinates locked Kodachrome melting vision dissolving not his homeless heart matriculating from detachment to isolation deep dark hole retreat and sleep forget the day expand horizons smash boundaries find fuel...

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You wouldn’t know he was A Good Drummer, Until surfaced the Period of Summer; You wouldn’t know: Giver of lion’s fight, Until he felt challenges getting tight; You wouldn’t know: loved Avocado Pear, Until you grabbed his and this wouldn’t bear... You wouldn’t know: could stay outside till mid-night, Until there was some snake indoors, no light! You wouldn’t know resents indulgent friend, Until...

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It’s the attraction of charged particles: negative and positive swirling around a nucleus. Some would call this framework an article from an ancient energetic cumulus. You are to me as I am to you- with a quick ray’s burst of gamma. Intertwined and betwixted, a centerfuge complex creating a material plasma. Feel this magnetic pull as it imparts...

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Later that night my eyes fell into the plasma screen. I had reached a point of dimly-lit-dull, no-thought was my open mouth. Maybe I was dreary to the bone broth; dead spots creep up on you when reality has nothing left to do. Slowly my hands rose up, to find my face, slowly my attention drifted in from a darkroom far from now. It had been...

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something biting at my feet something tasting mighty sweet I'm in this to deep the flooding waters these tears I'm crying am I alive or dying I'm trying to relate to love and not hate look at me now a downsized clown awaiting a stimulus to pay for my frown while in this reality I'm a slave brought for a fee until God made my master's release...

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Elements in me are found in the sun. These same stars power the atmosphere. Is this why you keep gassing me? When it is all set and done, I want to stand in your sun`s and eat your love, to understand the universe with all its energy, so that you can’t change without passing me. {XM} TALK LIKE A PAINTING: SOCIAL APES TRILOGY. POETRY COLLECTION BY...

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Live streaming my dark plasma Through the veins of inhumanity Life coursing like hot magma A ball and chain enslaves my sanity I scream myself into a coma Silenced like a shattered screen A hourglass in flaming Roma The sands of time transfuse the scene Live streaming my dark plasma Through the veils of poverty Love is mocked like a stigma Bleeding hearts seek diversity I stream...

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the cold air hits me hard nevertheless i have to do this my legs buckle and i struggle on the hill wearing three layers of clothes, i wonder how i got here each second something changes, yet i remain stranded and lost i exhaust my mind thinking thinking thinking i depress my self blinking blinking blinking the end result is me sinking...

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It was an absent answer. Terror was one abyss in unhindered waking of eternity in being. The passions rise between downpour of black rings on the terraces, was nonstop a parade of excuses and pretentions, no body was taking the responsibility of the war lost, and we nod in unison. Hunger drives the wedge. This is a city of moonless sky where...

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It was an absent answer. Terror was one abyss in unhindered waking of eternity in being. The passions rise between downpour of black rings on the terraces, was nonstop a parade of excuses and pretentions, no body was taking the responsibility of the war lost, and we nod in unison. Hunger drives the wedge. This is a city of moonless sky where...

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High energy mix- Ture of ions and elect- Rons, found in flames....

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My remote control taunts my mortal sloth Pale light pulses, pulling me like a moth Such a vast plethora beckoning me Urging to decide what I long to see I’ve got cop dramas to test my mettle Cooking shows to inspire my kettle Sporting events to tackle my spare time Or dark sci-fi flicks spewing viscous slime Game shows and rodeos can rope...

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We listened deeply to the sounds of seed power of duality. I was very restive there was no time to review the veracity of benevolence. It was a flight of songs, a passage through silence. The event and nonevent, became burning topics enslaving the angles of lips and splitting the smiles. If you wanted to...

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