Short Incinerates Poems

Color swirl, collision of
Light mesmerizes; the fire 
Incinerates; a dust
fade-to-black…
Absinthe dreams.
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my sky burns
I smell the acrid smoke
taste the ash on my lips
a thirst unquenched
my skin hot from the heat
my soul singed
my heart incinerates...

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Ashes are all around me, like a pompeii horror scene
Scorching lava incinerates the weak and unexpected
Demoralized survivors rise up and rebuild from nothing...

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It is as old as time.
Yet not even age could
Dampens its destructive
Powers. Like the molten
Lava of an erupted volcano,
Every facet of our lives
It touches incinerates
To cinders...

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“Waiting for the Sun” 

when the black hole
turned inside out
the Sun which 
those hidden wait for
rolls in like like a 
well-lit bowling ball
incinerates all before
that came undone

the heart beats 
a revolution in time
with a legion’s drums

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
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as your world falls apart
I try to put you together again
just like before

as your heart breaks
I try to capture all the pieces
and reconstruct it

as your tears fall
I try to catch them all
and bring back your sun

as your love incinerates
I try to put out the flames
and salvage some for your future...

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We float for years - drift and disintegrate.
But we don’t give rise to flowers.
We pollute; as our morality incinerates,
We float and die - drift and disintegrate.
From ourselves we seek to liberate -
Clasp our hands on bent knees we cower.
We float only to fall - drift and disintegrate.
And we don’t give rise to flowers....

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Pen mightier than the sword, impales upon nothingness
for utterances are omnipotent, as a force of nature

My one encoded word, now incinerates our entire planet
Dear god forgive me, I’ve launched all the nukes. 


From my poem 
Most dangerous call ever made,
Liberum Divisa 3 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Gregory R Barden 
01/12/2020...

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Hands hold, faces face
Eyes embrace, distance dissolves
Time stops, love lingers.

Hands hang, faces warp
Eyes glare, bridges burn
Past crashes, time aborts.

Minds mangle, hearts abrade
Egos blaze, identity incinerates
Pledges perish, bonds break.

Road deserted, journey desolate 
Present pines, future forlorn 
Change reigns, time rues. 

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September 25, 2022
For A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Contest...

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To enter poetry,
you need to be ready...
that you warm up
because poetry can be
as cold as a winter night...
Be care not to freeze
body and soul...
On another occasion,
that you put on light clothes,
the warmth of poetry, poetry
incinerates inside and out...
Cold poetry has shots of snow,
razors in clio that cut...
In the heat, poetry is full fire...
Is a smoking furnace that melts
body and soul too...
To read and enter poetry, prepare yourself..!...

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Over the brazen earth,
A breeze wafting gently,
Evokes sensual aromatic bursts,
Yet earthy by intent.

Clean fresh air rejuvenates.
World’s blanket of atmosphere,
Supplies the essential air,
So imperative for living.

Elixir of life everlasting,
Crystal clear incandescent water,
Fish, plants, animals, industry,
Survive because of water.


Smoke, an acrid smell,
Controlled fire is friendly,
Cooks, heats, burns fuel,
Fire incinerates our rubbish.
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