Vaporizing Poems | Examples

Angry Birds Crowing

Angry Birds
Crowing. Distressed Echoes
Find God. Hapless, Infernal January. Karma 
Levels. Mangroves Neutralized. Ornithological 
Panic. Questions. Razed, Sawdustted Toyon. 
Unsheltered. Vaporizing Wildfires X-rated. Yowlers
Zapped!

M N O P Q R S T U V W

Mini mangy monster Marvin moo
Nearly never noticed anything new
Outrageously outgoing onset overdue
Plunking his plush posterior on a pew
Quizzically questioning Curly-Q
Respecting ruffians Brew, Grue and Rue.
Shimmying and shaking shivering Sue and Stew
Teaching talented Tommy Treachery too
Uniting understudies under the letter U
Vaporizing validation veering into valley view
Welcoming wild werewolf wearing blue.

A Kaleidoscopic Sky

Written: December 05, 2023
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Earth's mysteries—swirling in the sky.
Heaven is comely with lemon meringue.
Vaporizing clouds are dulcet and colored.
Cinnamon light was shed on my shoulders.

Peering onto the horizon of a waning sun.
Beethoven and Mozart split into the ether.
Ruby tangos fuchsia in an outburst of ecstasy.
Fetching hues of elixir flash and flare.

Obsidian clouds yield a rumble of thunder.
Cumulus clouds coal-colored clusters.
In erratic black seas, akin to rogue boats.
Thunderclaps imbue a shiny sheen.

A cyan-blue sky casts her limbs outward.
Soaring saffron butterflies and kites.
A cloud of endorphins shrouds the world.
Amid raucous mirth and glamor lullabies.

The sky's evocative color palette.
sparked by the effervescent moonlight.
delightful days laced with zeal and zest
amid a kaleidoscope hallucination.

Porch Lights

Lying down on a bed.

Is horrifying.

Thoughts, become dreams, but I’m awake! I’m awake! It’s not a dream! It’s not a dream!

I’m sobbing, and you can cry in a dream, but sobbing is not possible.

The tears, I can feel them vaporizing…

But really, it’s just my claws on my face.

So I’m focusing on my face right? But now my legs are being neglected.

My legs need my thoughts…

Or else they are feeling strangled.  

It’s just blankets-

Get these blankets off!

It’s the only way I’ll sleep- no blankets.

Stepping outside, 

Away from my bed, beds are like prisons.

On my porch, it’s night and there’s no one.

Just a comforting porch light.

I start to unfurl,

Onto the pavement. 

Which is harsh, but comfortable.

All I have to do is set an alarm in my head.

So I can wake up before they come for me…

The weirdos who jog early in the morning.

And that’s how we get to sleep.

The Forests Are My Bones

Flesh is land I may say; seas are blood-floods; forests are bones;
Physic and spirit of nature, has zones of sand and stones:
Bones support the body to stand, bend, slide, glide, walk and run,
With no bones, can simple body have, in life, any fun...?

Bones safeguard my inner organs; forests do this to land?
For fertile soil and flood-free streams, forests give helping-hand;
Bones care for my blood cells; make platelets; spring marrows within;
Tackling the breeze that go wild, forests bring oxygen in; 

Who does store and release fat but bones? So do wild forests; 
Vaporizing toxins of decays, gives earth timely rests; 
Storing within rich minerals, forest seem very calm,
As men and women with talents lot, are quiet and charm...!

In whatsoever way I look at, forest is blessing,
Bone of this earth, which itself is heaven, is caressing;
As ligaments and cartilage, is my mind-body link,
And so is forest, from whom I, to write these, get my ink...!


13 August 2022

The Cloud-

CLOUD
I am a cloud
White as a cotton
the condensation of the water vaporizing a mass of water drops
Clouds are an important part of Earth's weather and climate
Aerosols consisting of a visible mass of minute liquid droplets
It houses the spiritual 3rd heaven
I am a Cloud


12/9/2021
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
MASK POEM POEERTY FORM TYPE

Alphabet On Display

Abominable Aborigine
Boycotted Baltimore’s Bakery
Canady Canola’s Cannery
Decoded deceitful debauchery

Endless energetic energy
Forwarded farmyard frolicking for a fee
Geographically greeting in Germany
Hardcopy happiness hee hee hee

Ignoring ignorance illegally
Juicy juggling juggernauts
Kettledrums, Kenya and Kentucky
Livening up our literacy
Maniac madness in a manatee

Nightingale nips so nervously
October’s ocelot obviously….
Paralyzes Petunia Parkway’s parenthesis
Quaking quail quickly qualifies me

Relaying relative radioactivity
Scapegoats and scarecrows so scantily
Treat Tajikistan twice tactfully
Undermining Ukraine’s utter ukulele

Vaporizing various vanities
Wicked Washington warrants wisely
X-rays xylophones ‘xtra-instantly
Yellow jackets yield young yearly
Zippy Zeus’s zesty zoology zings with zeal between you and me.

Perfume

Flower extract
On the body worn ahead of human contact,
A pressurized can preserving it;
With a vaporizing mechanism
That upon actuation gets friendly faces lit,
Further brightening the ones bought over by tribalism.

A liquefied fragrance for armpits
But also for arresting smells keener than a cesspit’s
And for the fortunate handkerchief
Of a folk alive to bad odour and its mischief.

To it a woman lends her neck,
Fully trusting the romantic havoc it does wreck;
A roguish sureness that some man against it shall brush
And a withdrawal from same not rush,
Lingered kisses planting there
With the whole world finding it just fair!

Perfume is by the fashionable grabbed;
During a kidnap, together with it nabbed,
The female habitual user letting out a frustrated sigh
After a shopping and she didn’t remember to it buy.

Water Tide Adam's Ale-

Wet
Liquified physical
Risen vaporizing fluid
Tides controlling moon streaming
Agua


2/18/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021

After a Long Time

I can't find words to rhyme,
My thoughts are rusty
My pen covered in grime.
The flow is frosty,
Warmth been a long time
Silence at estuary
Vaporizing what does remain
Needling through the ocean
I endeavour to stitch
A tapestry of emotions
Beautiful and rich.
Mused lines, camouflaging
To string in chord 
With the pursuer's tuning.

How It Always Ends

Hot metals scorching,
Blood vaporizing.
Chest heaving,
Fists clenching.
Words screaming.
Thoughts roaring.
Muscles quivering,
Brows furrowing.
Lips muttering,
Anger ruling, 
Eyes stinging,
Tears flooding.

Phoenix

Like a Phoenix, I rise
From ashes of a world crumbling before my eyes
Above grey clouds consuming my blue skies, I fly 
In freedom
Breaking all shackles threatening my existence
In renewed strength
Empowered by fresh breaths of new life
My soul screams, awakened 
From nightmares I once knew
Like a Phoenix, I rise
Setting ablaze negatives leaving my soul empty
Burning away vibes leaving my heart trembling
Vaporizing all things battering my mind relentlessly
Like a Phoenix, I rise
A new day
A new world
A new page of a chapter
Unwritten before me
Fierce eyes and determined
Like a Phoenix, I rise

I Am Vaporizing In Your Eyes

I am vaporizing in your eyes slowly 
Noiselessly, clearly, and helplessly
Am I willing to be absorbed as steam?
No! my feeling is no but wordlessly

I am vaporizing in your eyes helplessly
As immediate as I saw you saw me
You turned  me into steam  softly

What should I do immediately?
Seeping into your soul completely?
Or hiding into the cloud urgently?

F-18

Fiery flying serpent
with the scorpion sting
F-18
Your angry wings
make the sound of many rushing chariots,
dropping death from the air
With a voracious mouth devouring
like a whirlwind vortex,
your metal cries ascend to the clouds
F-18
Flying killing machine
controlled by a human being,
making craters of pulverized dust
Dropping ordinances of death,
vaporizing breath and melting flesh
Refill your belly with petrol
for another sortie ... consume every green thing
Turn the fertile land into a graveyard,
where desolate souls wander aimlessly
Some numbed by the shock,
others shocked by the sight
All witnessing carnage they were never meant to see,
a plague of burning blight ... 
smoke and fire stretching endlessly
F-18
Fiery flying serpent
with the scorpion sting
F-18
Metal beast
tamed by a human being
F-18
Flying killing machine,
the drone hum of death
carried in the wind of your wings
Descending aerial song of destruction,
cobalt propelled aria in the F note you love to sing

Dire-Verse Four, Dawn-

All essence is dust.
Faintly forming through sun rays, filtered by hidden vibrations.
Like vaporizing fog galloping the hills
Rolling wind whistles tunes of Pan

My ears are caught in a kaleidoscope.
Trying to melt all as one, surrendering to abundance.
And birds preform autopsies upon trees.
Peeling off bask, playing acrobat upon branch after branch.

Through an absence of sound
I am waiting for the first human echo
that wades this day awake

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