Short Lava Poems
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TODAY’S POTUS’ RED LARVA
Making The Nation
Great Again, he’s erupting
Our democracy:
Oppressive lava flowing
Hot power-mongering blood:-
lava
tectonic plates shift
underwater mountain rift
lava dome fries fish
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vessel captivates
warm waxing finesse waning
more color less stress
glowing going with flowing
lugubrious globular!
vibrant pink guava
incandescent liquid groove~
pahoehoe 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.
Z-one of lava fountain
E-xpresses the nature's wonder;
N-ice and rare experience
Y-ou will surely remember.
P-leasant lava fountain
A-ims to reminds us of Almighty;
L-earn to love God-made nature,
O-n the twenty-third of January.
M-ayon volcano in Albay allows you to see her beauty again;
A-lthough eruption is fury, just behold the lava fountain.
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 full of anguish
Ice jumped up to valley
Just to destroy it's wish
That was now ice vs Lava
oh my oh my
my soul is on fire
what shall i do
when i am drowning in desire
i see your lips so full and lush
i imagine your stature so masculine
but not rough
when i see you oh my
my knees become wax
and i melt i melt
into a puddle of lava
i'm on fire burning and longing
for your very touch
just an embrace
is enough to send me to dust
but no you'll never know how i feel
i am too shy
but love you forever i will
Patina of enticement flushes your luring lips,
meanders on meadow of my flashing face.
In ivory valley between binary mounds,
carved in lilting landscape of concealed craving,
cascades lava torrent, spouting from your lust,
I float on flaring river of ardor, flowing to rapture bay.
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June 5, 2020
Theme chosen : River
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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 await
another cycle
On the walk to school, we had
To jump from time to time,
Avoiding red-hot lava
Which could turn our shoes to slime.
The lava was invisible
(At least it was to me)
But Henry saw it all
Down to the tiniest degree.
On high alert for danger,
He gave warning when a leap
Would prevent us both from sinking
Into places dark and deep.
Though there isn't a volcano
For ten thousand miles around,
In a boy's imagination,
There is plenty to be found.
My daughter has a lava lamp,
Once given as a gift,
A retro item that, when plugged,
Can give your mood a lift.
The lava lamp was such a fad
That we’d be shocked to know
That future generations
Would find cool that blobby glow.
Its groovy factor didn’t last
But it was guaranteed
To mesmerize a visitor
Who’d smoked a little weed.
Of course, the folks who buy it now
Most likely have no clue
That being in an altered state
Improves that lava view.
I love my lava lamp Larry
His color is blue, he has lots of goo
He has a bin that is made of tin
He produces light, he is so bright
Larry's light guides me through the night
He's nice, he transforms more than twice
When I can't sleep I open my eyes
His blue goo goes up and down and all around
I worry about the wire catching on fire
Then I tell my mind that I will be fine
In the morning he fades away
And waits for me throughout the day
I love my lava lamp larry
Felled in the form and gelled in indescribable,
It was a conundrum quite unfathomable,
Some chemicals reacted on its fibres,
A reaction took place in its innards,
and laughed at scared cowards,
who had shrunk and sprung back,
as if running with their ruck sacks,
the lava spewed from the volcano,
rammed in constantly dismembering form,
all that came in its way was torn,
some truths are like lava,
they simply sear through,
make culprits hurry and attention all drew.