Somatic Poems | Examples

space between stars

and in darkness  ~ 
when the music of 
          love is muted
her thoughts b u 
                     r s t 
into a 
     constellational 
               c o l
                    l i s s 
                  i o n 
 of confetti tears ~ 
emanating 
      esoteric embers 
    dusted with
c o l l 
     a p s e d reveries….
as the somatic space 
between the stars is 
                not empty~
never silent, 
      forever fluorescent
  reverberating 
     in euphonic resonance

there within the 
    sparks of 
 electric heartbeats
   where promises 
f l o a t 
   like hourglass pearls
  you’ll find an 
astronomical 
       abomination~
  unfinished 
metaphors handwritten 
in
moonstone melancholy
like forgotten elegies
     to the jasmine skyline~
       woven
 with radioactive ink

but will the 
atomic warmth 
    of the 
bluest flames
 from the hypnotic 
sea of nothingness
illuminate fervent 
   f l 
   a r e 
         s  of soulmates
     tangled in 
ephemeral effervescence
     tied to 
clandestine dreams
lost in the luminous 
    arms of 
   deceased 
            desires?

Live, If I Must - Rough-nfc

My mind is stripped of crippling inhibitions
It rummages, unfettered with mundane thoughts
delving along beveled edges of a distorted mirror
as though it sees inside my sutured heart
In its scarred reflection is a sanguine painting
An original piece of bloody abstract art

In translucent shadows
shades of red interlace, light and dark
revealing with candid strokes
the sad validities of stresses in life
Paint drips in globules from my brush
bleeding onto a canvas of fleshly white
Emotions revealed with intense veracity
as the aureate sun fades, lost at dusk
I turn away from the glow of moonlight

Emotions unmasked, I've taken a stance
that allows me to paint a somatic portrait
Visions discovered while I sat in a trance...
ochre and crimson oils, sorrow runs black
Bloodletting hues whether in a painting
or in poetic lines of a caged poem, I trusted
would always remain closed... but
the rusted door has been flung wide open
Released is this motley conveyance titled, 
"Live, If I Must"

Alcedo Atthis

Kingfisher! Sculpturally shaped! Beam with a bold bright beak!
How splendidly your soft-strong somatic symmetry shines!
Awesome is the charm of your topaz eyes and rainbow quill.
Wondrous are your feet, tail, and poised plumage pattern designs.

Symbol of swiftness, prosperity, and agility
Fortune, patience, and abundance abide in your esse
Compassion, courtesy, and creative felicity
With each weather, season, and circumstance, you acquiesce

With paramountcy and persistence, you pitchpole from perch.
Which vaulter in this universe could fulfill such a feat?
Blue and orange! Moving motionless, like a sage, in search
Do you swingeingly oversee the lands-oceans-waves meet?

Infirm in form, you conform to any storm and transform
Is such nature, as though inborn, quilled as a human norm?

Sequentials

Somatic vespers
the rush of time on our hands 
blind absyrations

Heated Proposal

She’s his student, the intensity has scalded the respect
a damsel full of innocence, displays so intrepid
showing red-hot feminity just at the door of adulthood
she rings the bell of his somatic responses
ten times are his racers, steaming up a dangerous urge
winks her beautiful left eye on an elegant visage
then to his delight, 
her half-hidden chested treasures dance
the bra is set free for her glands to beg, in whispering soprano
her infantile navel, fertilizes the growth beneath his pant
his will to say no, confusion demotes
she comes closer to infect more in this temptation
her waist is willing, her lips are flushed
he obeys the request to touch 
and his trouser get wet but burns
feeling this softness, his resistance is propagandized
she banks on the finality of his abject defeat
he throws her to one side and disappears from her claws.

Into Life Man Is Thrust

Once wholly stripped 
of its crippling inhibitions
a mind rummages, unfettered
beyond mundane thoughts
delving along beveled edges
of a pensively distorted mirror
as though it sees inside a heart
reflections in purest pigments 
the genuine acumen of art

In deep translucent shadows
the artist interlaces light and dark
revealing with candid strokes
the truths and validities of life
Paint drips from his brush
onto a canvas of fleshly white
working with intense veracity
as morning sun becomes moonlight

With passion unmasked
he relies on blind intuition
and paints a somatic portrait
Visions found while in a trance
ochre and indigo, texture in black
bloodletting hues of crimson lust
An abstract of motley conveyance 
he titled, "Into Life Man is Thrust"

Limbs

limbs prostrate and reach —
soul’s somatic form agrees
           to remember God

                          2/9/2018

Eager

Drifting in the blue sky
Like a thinking boat on the sea of love
Let my heart find the love-buds.
Let my heart float away wherever it wants.

Being lost in great mirth,
Hot touch and warm flow of life,
The cool body is burnt up now by the heavy hugs.
Let my heart float away wherever it wants.

Let it shed hesitations.
Let it shake the somatic form,
Let the moony night get back warmth.
Let my heart float away wherever it wants.

Let it float let it get
Lost forever in a love-song.
The seven notes are coming from the setting sun.
Let my heart float away wherever it wants.

Hypochondrial Illusion

Hypochondrial Delusion

A mind corrupted canker
Of cystic self failure
Even gastric anorexia
And fluttery throb to alight the fear
An adrenaline generated tachycardia
That matches respiration
And causes hyperventilation
With invasive pacy rhythm
And palpitating violation
To anxious infarction
 In schizoid arrest

A hepatic paranoia 
of dermal yellow 
And lily liver assault
That feeds a life non start 
Of malignant low self esteem
A delusional malaise
Of apoplectic panic
And stressful apoplexy 

A localized dorsal twinge
To further worry
Lumbar or thoracic or
Renal calculi or a case of
Bulimic nausea and peptic ulcer
To stoke the festering psyche
Of somatic obsession

Embolic anguish that leads to
A hypertensive strain
With muscular tremor and distorted vision
And a full blown occulogyric crisis
Ensued by catatonia 
Comatosed by 
Psychotic breakdown and
Inactive body systems 
A perusal of the medical book
Confirms the diagnosis of
Life threatening
Hypochondria

I Love Pain, Every Pain, Give Me More Pain

This is a solid, true, real.
This pain is mine alone.
This pain is my friend by my side.
It hears my wail, my sigh, my groan.

My somatic pain, my nervous pain.
This short sharp break of my skin.
To the psychological pain sleeping deep inside,
The pain that’s living within.

All the pain is mine alone to have. 
Mine to wrap up into a ball.
And play the sport of emotional hurt, 
Demolish my emotional wall.

I love the chronic to the acute. 
The lingering, to subtle, to intense.
Breaking me down to my forsaken self, 
Devouring every piece of my defence.

Of Saints and Sinners

Of Saints And Sinners

Within the sacrificial selfless silence
The seditious spirit stands in defiance
With salient scars of eternal echoes
Amongst the meditating melodious meadows

Sinister sins compound in complexity
Where demon deeds are devoured devilishly
Macabre masters of the medieval mind
Disengaged discipline of the consciously confined

The saint and sinner must coherently co-exist
One restrains of thoughts the other can not resist
Erosive entombment in the somatic solitudes
As both struggle within the manqué multitudes.


Oct.28.2016
Saints and Sinners - Contest
Sponsored by: Silent One

Chakra One: Muladhara--Roots

Here I am
Base of spine enmeshed with
earth ruddy like my cheeks and
bloodshot eyes
feet--firmly planted
take root where home is,

where nourishment, like a crimson bag of waters, is.
Humble, for my 
somatic vessel has its origins
on this very orb Gravity has pinned me to,
like an amanita to forest floor.

Palming a bit of red dust and
I am animal and palpable
no different from
the cardinal flying overhead,
the pepper-scented geranium,
the garnet embedded in clay.

Prey On the Moment

There is a moment that stalks my solitude
the one where my soul breaks from your absence,
it lurks with the confidence of apocalyptic attitude,
from my fortitude a firecry of absolute need attacks resistance
revealing your fingerprints upon my heart, patterns in somatic multitude
making lust an onslaught of obsession, soul ignition, kiss cognition, partner permanence, 
there will be no heart barter, no angle of defense, just you and me in beautiful exactitude,

I discover you everyday, the omnipresence of your love's mainstay
warm on the ******** of my morning, leading me into creation,
I find your poetry in freedom's pain, where love and life play
and when pity drums a cold doubt I see your brave grin,
as the battles end with quiet fatigue you stay
strong and sweet, a promise pure within,
when night softens the body I lay
you take me to bliss again -

J.A.B.

Loosey Lips

Absent-minded, automatic
cyclic, circle, systematic
psycho, symptom, sick, somatic
spill the words right out my mouth.

Never-ending, contin-u-ous,
flowing, flapping, super-fluous,
lewd and lavish, misconstrued this
wretchedness which runs right out.



(have you ever been talking nervously to someone realizing at the same time that you're saying too much and should stop but can't???)

Channel Number Five

Tender beauty, so meek as mild her frequency transmitting..
A highwires transcending this nether world their gates; these doors
Beyound the taunting dreams haunting purity's child and she baroque
In embellished opulent melodies her, nativity ? Sensuous, divine proverbs
Tales from time's crypt; charmed his cobra strikes, bedazzled nay an assuage
Haloes of ivory silk somatic, memoirs a spectre's eclipse; centre's hypnotic scent....
Adhesion's picturesque; framed, her love's window ? Soft as brisk la feminine, she wakes.

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