Voltaic Poems - Poems about Voltaic

...Anonmymous fingers reach to strangle. AUTONOMOUS. A residual print of 4D shadow. To nestle a cozy 3D-RESIDENCE. The abode abides abating abort. ABSOLUTE LY. Expressi......Read the rest...

...we … are trespassers … can you feel them? the blooms, electric? our world is pregnant with other worlds - transient planes of existence that are provisory to entirely disparate rules and ids a......Read the rest...

...A banjo is playing in the bodega. A door proclaims its ding and dong voltaic birds bounce to its tintinnabulum, flickers of auricular featherings wipe shelves of a million years of dust. The ban......Read the rest...

...tenderly ... as if robin's eggs I consider the brittle fragments of her heart, cupped in my tarnished Tin Man hands - not taking for granted the entrusting of their care I lay them out lik......Read the rest...

...I am ... I am the black shine of a dead stare I am the reticent pallor of the moon's caste and the bruise of gleaming porcelain I am the shattered mirror of truth I am th......Read the rest...

...The night sky is alive. As light fires to my eye; The flight of heaven’s ride, Across this dark abyss; Light sizzles up the night; I sit and watch the sight, Of a voltaic tide; Afraid of th......Read the rest...

...dance … dance, the dragon I watch intently, as if it taunts me your perfect calf, its tattooed home gams surround you on the dance floor like a forest of velvet flesh hopping, darting, sp......Read the rest...

...Magnanimous Man My Papa – Ha! Flagrant red hot poker rage lacerated upon the head of this sole male offspring, sans he who did help to sire me, his vitriolic baggage inflicted like graped shot......Read the rest...

... YOU ... are a mystery, a spellbinding novel each new chapter more enigmatic than the last I read you with my fingertips ......Read the rest...

... all my senses ... long to make sense ... of YOU what greets my gaze is perfect imperfection lines and curves and shapes and colors and movements mingled with sacred intent in sublime symmetr......Read the rest...

... I am a fool's fool haunted by a feral phantom decades of loves and mutability (since "then") ... yet, it is YOU who wounds my twilight piercing the ri......Read the rest...

... tenderly ... as if robin's eggs I consider the brittle fragments of her heart, cupped in my tarnished Tin Man hands - not taking for granted the entrusting of their care I lay them out l......Read the rest...

...It said "Listen now and listen well, you who looks upon what's mine: The ground between the aureole round the ring of tree and vine. You look upon a fairy ring and stand before it in this trance,......Read the rest...

...A student hunched over a Macbook Pro gone mad with overachievement, Typed away at a fifty-page essay with aid from sleep's bereavement. As his fingers stroked the keypad's letters with pace and......Read the rest...

...With every thought and mood, There beats a brain and heart, With kirlian photography there can be viewed, The aura around your corporeal part. Your body is electric, Each neuron is a spark, S......Read the rest...