Wavelengths Poems | Examples

Deception

At sunset, orange frescos on the west wall
Sink gradually into the bowels of hills flung
By distant wavelengths of a backward illusion,
Which yells silently at concupiscent terns,
Yodelling and returning from carnivals of the
Wild. From the faint glow, a rainbow stretches
For a cuddle, musing over a curious world,
Ditched by diaphanous tarradiddles of the odd.
Shadows on ground level travel on painted
Tars, recreating their bosoms on surfaces
Raven-black and soot-framed.
Seagulls welcome waves in one cracked voice,
Honking the horns of billed staccato.
Among able-bodied patterns of bituminous tracks,
Rivers, ponds, pools seek their faces on sun-flushed
Mirrors, which laugh at their fatuous inclinations
Mired by the sputum of drained rains.

red moon

is there a murder?
today's moon is mixed with blood ~ 
scattered wavelengths?

Plunger

Plunger

The plunger fell downstairs and 
her neck snapped off. I use her thin body to 
ward off 
wandering 
wavelengths.

Whispering Wind

Fallen snow covering rooftops, pigeons walking on tiles, claw prints intertwined.

Water changing colour becoming ice, scattering light.

Air being trapped on the tips of ice crystals, appearing a beautiful white sight.

Cold wind blowing with a loud whispering sound, hurting my mind.

Triggering memories of a lifetime with you, years and years rewind.

Waking up from the pain in the past, my aching heart confined.

Wavelengths of red, orange and yellow releasing the sun, becoming free as the moon appears bright.

                                                                  *S.Ü*

I Don't Know Now

As a lad four years old,
I knew what I could see,
and I knew what I was told...
and that was reality.
Then something popped that balloon -
appearances might lie.
It was a TV cartoon -
a mirage tricks the eye.

As a teen in junior high,
I found we only see 
what sends photons flying by 
in wavelengths we can see.
Our brain then does translation
into what we perceive.
Our brain's representation
is what we believe.

Now, I'm older than a hill,
and everyone knows what's true.
Reality they distill 
and impart to me and you.
Society and politics?
They'll tell you for free,
Maybe we're all dumb as bricks,
and see what we want to see?

Why Is The Sky Blue? Asked Jimmy

Why is the sky blue? Asked Jimmy 
Fantastic question!
Why indeed?
Why did The Creator
Whether God or Science or a Scientific God 
Choose blue
Instead of forest green, pale yellow, or maroon?
Is it because the day seems cheerier
The world brighter
The people friendlier
Due to the color overhead?
A Mount Everest of evidence shows
Humans are happier 
Outside 
Under the blue.
So, why do we equate blue with sadness?
Certainly, blueberries are one of the most congenial of the berries
And Superman always dazzles in blue.
However, I suppose not all blues are the same.
Midnight blue is complex in color and to contemplate.
Almost all have gazed hypnotically into its majestic fluidity.
Many onlookers discovered hidden inspiration and birth.
But, some couldn’t see past darkness and conclusion.
Blue, sky blue, and midnight blue
Among those shades lies many lessons 
Including the fragility of stereotypes and prejudice.
What’s that Jimmy?
You only need an explanation to relay to science class?
Oh.
Sky color derives from air molecules and wavelengths of sunlight. 
Is that the answer you’re seeking son?

Black And White

Black's non-reflective, absorbing all light,
it is not a color: it is a shade.
And it is perceived by our sense of sight,
as grey gradients of varying grade.

White's all the visible spectrum combined,
and thus, the absence of pigments in paint.
You can't describe color to one born blind:
to those without sight, that notion seems quaint.

It's true; colors don't include black or white:
mixed-up wavelengths cause visual mayhem.
Black and white are scrambled spectrums of light:
at least, that is how physics describes them.

Though both black and white are tethered to light,
they are as different as day and night.

Deep Purple

Amethyst, the amalgamation of deep red and blue
Mingles with the motley kaleidoscopic rainbow hue
The sun, moon, and stars melodiously sing together.
Hills, mountains, valleys, and plateaus before bonfires gather

Wisdom, vision, royalty, power, and ambition glow.
Winds of magic, peace, independence, and affluence blow
Wavelengths of courage and bravery win many laurels.
Re-evaluating values, goodness weaves new morals.

Our souls have flown from this world. Yet, like cherubims, they meet
Birth-death existence cycle gloriously they complete
On a blissful earth, air, ether, water, and fire realm
As the controller and the controlled, we're on divine helm.

Coloring Book

A bountiful array presents itself,
    From its constant electro-magnetic display.
With a spectrum of rebounding wavelengths,
    And a variety of colorful todays.

This multitude of color gives us boundaries,
    From the infra-red to ultra-violet.
Providing our perception with stubborn stop
    Signs, as viewing beyond does not permit.

Within these limits of our vision, we're
    Left with a plentiful bunch to describe.
As they are exposed through a lexicon of
    Meanings, by cliche or slang rhetoric to bribe.

So while black and white are constant borders,
    We go well beyond those 50 shades of grey.
With thoughts of golden parachutes and 
    Silver linings, granting hope to us everyday.

When the entire menu is looked upon, we've
    Learned that the primary ones create most.
Whereas red and blue get used politically,
    Yellow is cowardly and cautious from coast to coast.

Since there's no way to see the complete palette,
    To explain all the mixtures nature has seen.
Rest assured that the fusion & various combinations,
    Leaves a remnant of beauty and envy that's green.

Smile

I always smile with the ray of hope,
No matter how difficult it is to cope
I wanna face more adventure 
So that my soul will be  more nurtured 
Mother nature provides me the strength
While sun give me joy of different wavelengths
When I laugh
My problems automatically gets reduced to half
Never loose your smile
Just because situations are fragile.

Small Life

There are killings,
suffocation in gullet
hell holes, decapitations 
by mandibles stalking in shadows,
death pits at the bottom
of slippery throated flowers
and racked on a web,
a struggling moth
slowly turning into soup.

My garden is a slaughter
field littered with the leftovers
from deadly feasts. 
And the victims….what 
of their inaudible cries, 
the screams broadcast 
on wavelengths beyond
my ear. Do they plead
for mercy, feel pain 
register in whatever 
rudimentary brain animates 
their brief lives.

Help me ! Please help me !
does the moth cry,
feeling the spiders fangs
penetrate and pump poison
into its trussed body.
Or do I give such
small life undue significance
affording it compassion
when it should be exempt.
But where's the line ?
Size ? 
Its propensity for domestication,
its rank on an arbitrary scale ?

The perfumed beauty
of a single flower diverts
the senses and disconnects 
attention to the suffering
of small things.
We are blissfully unaware.
Does anyone hear them,
does anyone care,
or does life's little screams
fall into an uncaring nothingness
and if so, then what of our own.

My Place in the Family of Things

Blues and whites intertwine in a colorful harmony
Branches of trees lined with paper thin greens, yellows, reds, and browns
All in different stages of life
They will all fall to the ground eventually
Gently, peacefully
Leaves drop to the ground, back and forth as if they’re waving a last goodbye to the earth
Spirals and wavelengths, reflecting bursts of light
They speak to me in whispers
Please, see my energy, observe me, join me
Greet me and I will greet you
Hear me, touch me, guide me, and I will guide you
The wind reaches its frosty fingertips forward, gripping at my skin
Sturdy ground beneath my heels, supporting me from below
I can wiggle my toes and greet the soil
All around there is energy, the universe is affirming
My place in the family of things
Is right here
I’m right where I’m supposed to be

Imagining Cosmos Communication

in the cosmos, communication is constantly zipping and zinging
on fiber optic wavelengths only evolved aliens can decipher and see
imagine them as firefly rhinestones in lavender, coral and turquoise.

Low Self-Esteem

Low Self-Esteem states of affairs differing impressions 

            religiously surround us/me?  Uncovered at an inopportune time

           range of  possible options channeled to social pressures, sensing
     
            to belong are we clones? Do you sense being on the same wavelengths?
 
          swayed to authoring and bad decisions? Low Self-Esteem borrowed
    
        from childhood tribulations and bad habits and decisions, t. Lorust

       issues? job and health uneasiness, unhappy childhood, physical and

        emotional issues compelled to Low Self-Esteem of the self void of self

        expressiveness growth of self-abilities, and confidences of Low Self-Esteem.

Prisms

Do you remember 
when it was early, 
or when too late 
falling in curtsied tide..  
feet too deep in depth 
where wandering shallows hide 
and all our pirate secrets kept.

Am I still the stranger in your night?
so much you still don't know..
 making my memory smile
watching love grow
you came shinin' to me,
 a simple cell phone 
                           your only light.

Like soldiers laughing nervously
as they march off to the front
realizing life's candle, their only chance
perhaps afraid, still feel want
and wait the call to advance.

Sat watching awhile under a tall tree
next to a carved stone
learned you've done the same
let days wander on their own
never dwell too much
the reason they've flown 
yet
 still so glad they ever came.

I see you through a sort of prism
one softly spun in sugar and fire lit  
where wavelengths in light are most bent
in hindsight, bet your maker meant  
to name you Violet.

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 "Everything you've ever wanted is on the other side of fear." 
  -George Addair

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