Short Wavelengths Poems
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Between spaces
Between wavelengths
I’ve taken offense
Passive aggressive towards projections I acquiesced
Syretta
Plunger
The plunger fell downstairs and
her neck snapped off. I use her thin body to
ward off
wandering
wavelengths.
Dazzling rainbows in a cloud ridden mind
The elusive spectrum of varying wavelengths
Appearing after a sunny drizzle of happy episodes
in the cosmos, communication is constantly zipping and zinging
on fiber optic wavelengths only evolved aliens can decipher and see
imagine them as firefly rhinestones in lavender, coral and turquoise.
Rainbow in a cloud free mind
Elusive spectrum of varying wavelengths
Appearing after sunny drizzles of happy episodes
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Yeah, we had wavelengths that worked and that didn't
Good, bad, happy, sad, over the top slightly mad
all that stuff.
I eschewed butterflies
so did you and maybe we
should not have
tossed shoulds
tho
seems better to both of us
than embracing butterflies?
Dunno, do you?
thunderstorm rolls in
the rain pours down in buckets
lightning splits the sky
A beautiful sight
after the rain a bow appears
Circle in the sky
vibrant shaded hues
colors of all wavelengths
fascinating all
Colors beautify
a vast skyline silhouette
like a pot of gold
Shining brightly flashes of white light
into spectral colours sparkle inwardly
Atoms arranged within a crystal structure domed
a gemstone takes shape measured from the clarity of beauty
Within diamond ultraviolet wavelengths transmit visible
jewel jubilantly crowned regally royal gift
Its Vastlessness Symphonic...
Wavelengths Defining Colors
Unwitnessed; Yet Understood
Yet... It's A Singularity Still
Where It Expells What It Will,
What It Can... And Renamed
And Renamed Again...
Ageless, But You Knew That...
With A Switch: A Singularity.
-Gray Squirrel
07-15-2026
I am the worst of a past life.
She reveled.
She cherished.
I am wavelengths.
I don’t believe a gravestone tells much.
Or can be sold for much.
In flux.
We are each frayed ends of dead ends.
We are each other’s dead flowers.
We are each snake eyes.
Roll the dice and it will tell you you’re on life number 5.
I colour the pages in my mind white.
I learnt in Physics that white has every colour of the rainbow.
By wavelengths and lambdas,
It’s purple here but further and further away,
It becomes a reversed series of colours
Till it becomes red.
My mind is vast as it is colourful,
Which wavelength shall I place my mind in today?
Soul,
I see you creeping
Under the crushed wavelengths
I can hear you weeping
Below the wilted water terrace
And you’re holding my heart.
And it’s burning your hands.
Gray,
Your cryptic veil touches my cheeks
They flush absent of color
Under the ripples of your aching
And you’re listening to my mind.
And it’s singeing your ears.
When two worlds try to meet.
A world of meaning within all and everything.
The blues of the educated, greens of growth and reds of a conquered game.
Words spoken not heard.
A living word around with a mind opened.
A frequency of understanding, learning or teaching.
A mass confusion of so many wavelengths crashing, colliding into a purpose.
I always smile with the ray of hope,
No matter how difficult it is to cope
I wanna face more adventure
So that my soul will be more nurtured
Mother nature provides me the strength
While sun give me joy of different wavelengths
When I laugh
My problems automatically gets reduced to half
Never loose your smile
Just because situations are fragile.
Wavelengths of perfect pitch
Tones whole and mellow
Notes filled with harmony
Seeing through your ultrasound
Complete and very clear
Speaking low and softly
Gently caressing my soul
Your depth of sound
Reaches into my soul
Together an orchestra of love
Apart there's only silences
This day I ask let me be,
Your woofer so all will hear
This sound that has
Captured Me
Waking up kidneys hurt,
Trying to compress them with muscle,
Fluctuate blood but I'm not sure,
The blood rushes to my head,
I didn't drink last night,
Am I dead?
A rainbow of colors fill my eyes I hear wavelengths,
Am I about to die,
I remember I had too much sugar,
Woke up gasping for air,
Water out my nose,
Booger.
It was death that had me scared,
But I died so many times I can't really care.
Sky scrapers posed a gauntlet across her neon waters....
Radioactive tides their evasive in stalking horse wavelengths
Walpurgis nights preordained pentagon knife; planchette's point
Blank modern day Pompeii ? Neptune's, man of war; crimson's rabbit.
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Form:
I feel from the sting of your tale
tasting salt of an oceans breeze
burning under the embers
within a setting sun
Now entering one twilight zone
where all wavelengths are held inside light
slowly diminishing visions fade
as the darkness slowly invades
Sounds of the night called under a velvet curtain
where shadows begin their dance with the moonlight
faraway stars you cast your gaze upon us
incinerating blue blazes beholding
Counting beans by the sun
through the California twilight
yearning for a past yet undiscovered
Ambitious wavelengths of
earned emancipation growing ever
to the trembles of a call from
high above
Reaching the peak, alas,
vision obscured by the
journey's destination
never carefully known
So for eternity the beans keep
counting, wondering for whom
their number turns to fate
unaware that the mighty have
fallen to the heights of
ever more