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The Volcanic Eruption Communication Model
Volcano, the sender
Pyroclastics, the message
From the inner and under
Explodes the great rage!
Space, the medium
Sky, the receiver
Of this mad pandemonium
Towards up, up, up there!
But touched not directly
The target of utterance
And pyros echoed to thee
With unforestalled exuberance!
-11/16/2014
(Dumarao)
*interprets my formulated Communication Model
There's whispers deep in my soul
Secrets guide me through the darkest night
A hidden poetic gem shines whole
This gem calms my inner fright
There is a light dancing from my dreams
Leaving stars twinkling in my eyes
A sweet spirit within my soul beams
As the crack of dawn begins to rise
Within a poem begins to form
As hot lava bubbling
I need a chance to pen my storm
All those confused thoughts troubling
If only my whispers wouldn't leave
That molten lava in my dreams
Maybe a volcanic work I'd weave
I must write or molten lava streams
It will explode shooting into the air
Ash, steam, sulfuric acid pours
From horrible words, you I'll spare
If only I didn't have so many chores
Words both good or bad are very powerful,
bad words said are like a volcanic eruption to the soul.
Why do family and friends hurt each other,
do they not understand what it does to the other person ~
volcanic eruption of the soul takes place.
These painful words and actions are like hot lava,
hot lava running out from ones soul.
This volcanic eruption can only be stopped with love,
or by separation.
As I stand like a mountain tall and strong,
there will be no more hot lava volcanic eruptions of the soul.
At times the soul gets clenched,
in an unspeakable grief.
In a demoniac grip,
it chokes and w r i g g l e s~
The pain of being stung by a dozen scorpions
or hacked piece by piece by an axe.
Tremulous grows the heart, over love that is spent,
Seeks in vain to revive the joy that is gone,
Strains to lift up the veil that d a r k e n s the soul,
Wrestles to come out from the desolate cave of black solitude.
The more it struggles to wade through the mess,
the deeper it plunges into the morass of despair.
Clung on talons of excruciating pain,
wailing a long wail of never being understood,
the mind goes berserk~
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Anytime the volcano might erupt,
emitting fumes of sulphurous smoke,
with asphalt lava, spilling out,
blowing life with its violent breath.
Unmet expectations strike hard,
hurting where they languish long.
Unkept promises are blows earned,
hitting where they find no resistance.
Unkind words are slashes harsh,
ripping through the calm conscience.
The dormant volcano within the soul
then gets the upsurge of melted psychic mantle
in the crust of brittle tolerance,
that collapses in the caldera cradling the vent,
reaching the magma chamber in the core.
The soul erupts the lava in the wild,
burns the gentle patience as it flows.
Uncontrolled, it blazes the heart,
undowsed, it singes the sane senses.
The smoke billows up thick and intense,
clouds the deranged essence.
Words rise like Sphinx from the toxic ashes,
perish the patient face of mental restraint.
The flame surges in the stream of neurons,
no longer the carrier of conformist signals.
From the volcanic inferno of the soul
the erupted fiery lava called anger flows
in the torrents of blistering words,
scalding whatever comes in the way,
blazing a furrow for the reticent life.
Igneous rocks moltened, crystallized, solidified
rising towards the surface like a hot furnace
Volcanic activity of the soul, conundrum of the heart
rule out the mind and the body facilitates, erupts !
One transformative honest experience and we
arrive at a gestalt moment of truth, we are
both energies, ... "explosive and implosive"
filled with adroitness and clumsiness alike
Profound changes in ones individual essence
can be an awakening of great disturbance
Within the ring of fire, boundaries co-exist
illumination is feasible if it is undeniable !
Magnetic moments in the soul reinforced
through our dreams, hopes, and fears....
Owning both destructive and creative powers
our souls do make choices each and every day
Both volcanoes and souls contain openings
and when the day of reckoning is near
we either choose to lay dormant or explode
it all depends upon our soul's barcode...
J-ust let March one come,
E-liminating the long night;
N-o more cold raindrops,
N-ew dawn sees the light.
I-t's a beautiful Wednesday,
F-rom dawn till twilight;
E-ach friend fills you with wish,
R-egards and greetings they write.
T-he city has recovered
A-fter Mayon's past explosion;
N-ice and perfect cone is far from volcanic eruption.
Citizens of the world
Emotional turmoil is exploding like a Volcanic eruption
About 50% of you are broke and unemployed
Thanks to greed and corporate corruption
This month it's either eat or pay bills
Food is the best medicine for most, hunger kills
Eventually, hopefully, one day, someone will erase the bottom line
A hurricane of triumph mimic a large magical wind chime
Quality Assurance will mean something, not just a chart
Change will become more normal, not just a shot in the dark
The Next Important Volcanic Eruption?
By Elton Camp
Cleveland volcano is over a mile high
To erupt again, it soon is going to try
Happily Ohio isn’t the threat’s location
It’s on an Alaskan island in isolation
Since it’s a fact that no human lives there
Then why about this volcano do we care
Because it’s directly below the Asian route
It will seriously disrupt air travel no doubt
Among Alaska’s ninety, it is often a threat
But it hasn’t any seismic equipment yet
Likely soon, as it has done many time before
It may erupt without warning us anymore
The view from space shows smoke from its vent
An eruption has a good chance of being imminent
VOLCANIC ERUPTION
Eruption! Eruption! Eruption!
It is a volcanic eruption.
The earth makes such a disaster,
But, we blame god for being a blaster.
Killing people without any reason.
Losing property by this explosion.
Flights blocked by this reason.
People dying for being late
Everything has gone behind the date.
Oh! mother Earth,
Don't you have mercy?
Burning these innocent people.
Without any significance before.
Eruption! Eruption! Eruption!
It is a volcanic eruption.
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