#dome - Hello Poetry

Launch Me

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Aug 14, 2024

Aug 14, 2024 at 10:31 PM UTC

to the colouring book and the maddening imagination the insistence of the scribes and the glandular power of our missions of the dome and the species the turn of the trickster and the business being within our clan in our hand in the span of our grind a product of our natters is there shared scheme in mind ? - an inhabiter

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Feb 21, 2019

Feb 21, 2019 at 11:28 PM UTC

neth-jones

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to the colouring book and the maddening imagination the insistence of the scribes and the glandular power of our missions of the dome and the species the turn of the trickster and the business being within our clan in our hand in the span of our grind a product of our natters is there shared scheme in mind ? - an inhabiter

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Sometimes my vision starts to vibrate Back and forth, Like the firmament of reality Is ripping apart into dreams And I wonder if one day it'll go All the way And I'll just zoom off into some strange bruise of blue And purple-black Heart attack Reading HR on the wall Thinking how far we have to fall Feeling the pleasant rush of air Run across my free cheeks And I keep blinking, Thinking that if I just want a little more Push a little more Maybe the word will crack open the rains of fortune And whisk me away like an egg Grinding my fingers against the tree, Trying to eat at the bark Like a little ****** But not so wrong, honestly. I find more often than not When I oft retreat into enclosed thought, Stepping stones across the pond Of reality, I dream of something that could never be. Like a stone, Crashing into a celestial dome Only a fraction of an inch And destroying wholly All things that called it home. Clawing deep at wormword Blood on fingers, blood and hand To fall ever softly toward the beautiful ****** To some perfect miracle.

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Jun 30, 2018

Jun 30, 2018 at 2:00 PM UTC

TimelessWave

What is it, like 66 hertz?

Sometimes my vision starts to vibrate Back and forth, Like the firmament of reality Is ripping apart into dreams And I wonder if one day it'll go All the way And I'll just zoom off into some strange bruise of blue And purple-black Heart attack Reading HR on the wall Thinking how far we have to fall Feeling the pleasant rush of air Run across my free cheeks And I keep blinking, Thinking that if I just want a little more Push a little more Maybe the word will crack open the rains of fortune And whisk me away like an egg Grinding my fingers against the tree, Trying to eat at the bark Like a little ****** But not so wrong, honestly. I find more often than not When I oft retreat into enclosed thought, Stepping stones across the pond Of reality, I dream of something that could never be. Like a stone, Crashing into a celestial dome Only a fraction of an inch And destroying wholly All things that called it home. Clawing deep at wormword Blood on fingers, blood and hand To fall ever softly toward the beautiful ****** To some perfect miracle.

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They say Cancer is a water-sign That it is a mutable thing And cleansing and that it can fill any body that it meets with Many feelings, swirling typhoons Like tea leaves and chemical spills Somewhere below the heart, They said. Cancer hangs in the dome of night, Between the 90th and 120th degree Where the sky floats like lithium on the tongue Playing pick-me-ups with the other alkaline metals Testing every possible reaction So that one day another might have What we lost. Cancer holds a spirit in its claw So that in the dead summer heat I can still see A lovely winter leftover weather You always hoped you'd leave for me Sometimes I now look around at night, watching these celestial compositions flicker like ancient candles, blues and reds and yellows. I wonder what your tiny stars shelter, all those light-years away. How beautiful you look to my unknowing eyes, Burning violently, silently In darkness, dying.

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Feb 19, 2018

Feb 19, 2018 at 6:05 PM UTC

TimelessWave

Cancer—A Place Within the Zodiac

They say Cancer is a water-sign That it is a mutable thing And cleansing and that it can fill any body that it meets with Many feelings, swirling typhoons Like tea leaves and chemical spills Somewhere below the heart, They said. Cancer hangs in the dome of night, Between the 90th and 120th degree Where the sky floats like lithium on the tongue Playing pick-me-ups with the other alkaline metals Testing every possible reaction So that one day another might have What we lost. Cancer holds a spirit in its claw So that in the dead summer heat I can still see A lovely winter leftover weather You always hoped you'd leave for me Sometimes I now look around at night, watching these celestial compositions flicker like ancient candles, blues and reds and yellows. I wonder what your tiny stars shelter, all those light-years away. How beautiful you look to my unknowing eyes, Burning violently, silently In darkness, dying.

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A gem in the solar North, south polar Is round throughout Earth is all about Water, air, heat and cold So many myths untold This giant rock holds Every living creatures behold Sun, moon and many stars Brighten this rock so far You and me see this While cruising in our car Stand on a height To cherish the light The bright rainbow fall Or spectrum by the waterfall Collect the visions seen And imagine where you've been With lame name rock dome This place here, we call home... ©sim

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Dec 7, 2017

Dec 7, 2017 at 5:21 AM UTC

Seema

The Rock Dome

A gem in the solar North, south polar Is round throughout Earth is all about Water, air, heat and cold So many myths untold This giant rock holds Every living creatures behold Sun, moon and many stars Brighten this rock so far You and me see this While cruising in our car Stand on a height To cherish the light The bright rainbow fall Or spectrum by the waterfall Collect the visions seen And imagine where you've been With lame name rock dome This place here, we call home... ©sim

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The angel called to me, said I have wings for you, The demon called to me, said I have chains for you, Living in a dome, Imma bout to take this to the dome, Come to my domain, Let me change you, Let me corrupt you, Come let me serve you, Give me elegant servants, Imma put them in my dome with me, Come sit in my dome with me, lets watch the sun execute us... Let us be reborn as one tonight

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Nov 24, 2017

Nov 24, 2017 at 5:58 AM UTC

paul-r-hensley

The Dome

The angel called to me, said I have wings for you, The demon called to me, said I have chains for you, Living in a dome, Imma bout to take this to the dome, Come to my domain, Let me change you, Let me corrupt you, Come let me serve you, Give me elegant servants, Imma put them in my dome with me, Come sit in my dome with me, lets watch the sun execute us... Let us be reborn as one tonight

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The prime, sublimed In the ambience Of time The seductive spectrum Of rays, find its way, To shine The greens of the oak The forest pines, bow To their shrine The creatures, the preachers The four-legged, the two-legged Teachers Roam this dome This earth, our world We call it home... ©sim

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Sep 11, 2017

Sep 11, 2017 at 4:27 AM UTC

Seema

Dome Our Home

The prime, sublimed In the ambience Of time The seductive spectrum Of rays, find its way, To shine The greens of the oak The forest pines, bow To their shrine The creatures, the preachers The four-legged, the two-legged Teachers Roam this dome This earth, our world We call it home... ©sim

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she has become my distant lover. my heels crave the cracked holiness of her cobblestone. old city, dome, wall, burial you are still circling at my feet. now i only feel at home when i am close to the ground. mimicking the comfort i found at her feet - Jerusalem

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 11:31 AM UTC

judy-imane-keylani

homeland

she has become my distant lover. my heels crave the cracked holiness of her cobblestone. old city, dome, wall, burial you are still circling at my feet. now i only feel at home when i am close to the ground. mimicking the comfort i found at her feet - Jerusalem

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There you are... Perched on the edge of my ocean. Skipping stars across the horizon... New galaxies bursting to life before my eyes. And what is your name? Ha! What does it matter? I've fallen in love with the sound of every word you've spoken. I can still hear you laughing as we danced barefoot under the universe.

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Jan 14, 2015

Jan 14, 2015 at 10:33 PM UTC

curing

Echo

There you are... Perched on the edge of my ocean. Skipping stars across the horizon... New galaxies bursting to life before my eyes. And what is your name? Ha! What does it matter? I've fallen in love with the sound of every word you've spoken. I can still hear you laughing as we danced barefoot under the universe.

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In a cold universe of stars, I am just one of them, ever bright However, I am born to lose my light and crash through the dome of somber skies darkened by the star's perennial lie: they have already gone silent.

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Nov 24, 2014

Nov 24, 2014 at 3:17 AM UTC

terrabita

fakery of the fallen

In a cold universe of stars, I am just one of them, ever bright However, I am born to lose my light and crash through the dome of somber skies darkened by the star's perennial lie: they have already gone silent.

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