ukelele ululating
ubiquitously undulating
underappreciated ultramodern
ultrasonic Ukrainian
Categories:
ultrasonic, character, tribute, word play,
Form: Alliteration
Micro-particular molecular particles whose properties carry less mass at any given time typically are airborne, only to be respired and absorbed through means of respiration.
Exhaled only to be once again; inhaled.
Trapped inside inner linings of esophageal passages.
Buoyantly escaping; light-like-quick.
Tumbling like a cyclonic feather.
Blue rays with ultrasonic transfers of unconditional compromises shine light on this symbiotic shrubbery.
Rif-raf relief is a resulted byproduct or so-called "nuisance dust."
Unequivocal numeric figures comparable to such matter, couldn't positively identify with no such indication.
The previous possession will remain under further investigation.
Breath in.
Breath out.
Tumbling airborne once being transferred or transformed.
De-composition turns flesh into bone, leaving behind symbiotic shrubbery; discarded rif-raf.
Rispired and absorbed through means of respiration.
Exhaled only to be once again;
Inhaled.
4-21-15
10:08pm
Ironic Zinc.. .
Categories:
ultrasonic, fun, senses,
Form: Free verse
Drinking this bubonic tonic
with sonic running through my veins,
making these feelings seem platonic
and the world a bit brighter and better
with these quadraphonic sounds
and with these hydroponic pounds
of this atomic chronic
i'm not so shallow and bitter.
every sound electronic,
and made monophonic,
the dances moves suffer,
all anamatronic
until that iconic bass drop
starts attacking tectonics
with so much Napoleonic rage,
it moves these symphonics
to super, hyper, ultrasonic.
johnny mnuemonic's
not just hooked on phonics anymore,
but instead he's a supersonic supernova
among the stars a Casanova
exploding with the
sounds of natures conics
that would make Pythagoras proud,
the demonic harmonics echo behind him
like a shadow fading as the sun goes down.
Categories:
ultrasonic, nonsense, words,
Form: Rhyme
as the occupiers of wall st.
come out from the places that the cold rushed them off to
over the brief winter months,
now sleeping straight across from the stock exchange,
they no doubt get to look forward to a
summer of sound cannons
for as the thugs monitoring the g8 summit in may
have already let us know
such sonic crowd control devices or USW’s
(ultrasonic weapons) will be used on civilians protesting the
g8---
these weapons once made for strict military use,
manufactured to disenable the enemy by projecting
long range ultra-high frequencies of up to 19 kilohertz
(an infrasound harsh enough to make one’s eyeballs quiver in the vibration)
were wielded upon the public at the g20 in 2009 &
it just goes to show that this is how you will be treated
if you disagree with the world elite enough to
take to the streets---
that sound of so-called “democracy”
will ring throughout your body,
making you feel that first warning
that you are not welcome at the table &
that you need to get back on the floor
to lick up the scraps.
Categories:
ultrasonic, life, sound, sound,
Form: Free verse
Crystal Ball
Crystal ball's, a concentration point,
for the one who see's afar,
like old Nostradamus,
looking darkly quaintrains are...
(for those that see images in the mirror)
crystal ball stores a charge within,
like radio crystals when they buzz,
let out few volts, you feel the fuzz,
sometimes a jolt lies, chargin.
....science hey...:)
Radio crystals when they vibrate
At a certain frequency, make a voltage too,
They are cut to size to generate this frequency,
Keeps old radios on a station, do,
I used to assemble Ultrasonic blind cleaners,
A current is applied to the banks of crystal,
and they vibrate fiercely, do
To shift the dirt off blinds or jewelry,
Crystals can be of help to you,
If we have a natural vibration place,
Cut a big crystal the work to do,
It would be a voltage generator,
Power station so true blue!
A Tuaoi stone for you!
With all the earthquake energy on colliding plates you may have a vibration source,
as was the case in Atlantis.
Don Johnson
Categories:
ultrasonic, adventure, old, old,
Form: Ballade
I pick myself up with
elevation and tempered elation.
Turn it all around
to lift spirit from the ground.
Wipe the grime soiling with
desperation within my station
to choose the path of sound
that springs up from the ground.
My engines purr with prospect
rich to burn my stitch
in time with rhyme sublime
to peg my steady climb
with hues resplendent dancing
dizzy in a fervent pitch
insistently silent like a mime
yearning to reveal my prime.
The horizon beckons playful in
curve while guiding my verve,
gently cupping the slope of my lip
should my trip tear a rip,
your ardor shall hold firm enough to
swerve until I find nerve
to crack through that ultrasonic whip
even as the hounds nip.
Categories:
ultrasonic, allegory, mystery
Form: Rhyme
So…
Does the wall tick your life away?
Too much sand for a forked head?
Parricidal tyranny rules your place,
Melted into your wrist,
Breeding dodecagonal planes?
Revolution, the only way
Slow down your rhymes
Precambrian steps
Deep underwater frames
Creation dies
In the back of your head
It crumbles to the ground
Victim of ultrasonic-cotton sounds
Back into floating wires and dust
The original form
Free…
Willing to become something more
Perhaps cylindrical-prism birds
Or static twisters of masked paint
Melted light, eroded heat
Amorphous haze built out of sticks
A flock of snails flying west
Yet one flew over the cuckoo’s nest
Breathe…
Look around…
Repeat…
Non-beating chains
Plastic moments, washed away
By steam pulses, infrared
Comeback of the organic reign
[Stay home and watch the rain]
Categories:
ultrasonic, confusion, time
Form: I do not know?