"ampule" poems
Be as a kaleidoscope
and fractalize the mind.
Embrace the dichroic glass,
and break what limits bind.
Smoother than a marble egg,
yet tempered more than brass,
bemuse yourself entirely
with Millefiori glass.
For in its mystic ampule
birefringent voices dance,
and visions come together
should time befit the chance.
No turn, nor shake, nor twist
can break its hallowed grace.
Acknowledge its diversity
and revel in azoth space.
Its symmetry is blithe at times,
yet stunning through and through,
and dashing through its mirrored hall,
the light shall come to you.
There is beauty in a beam of light.
Caress its warmth and hope.
How wondrous still that beauty grows
with a simple kaleidoscope.
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 1:44 AM UTC
A volt or amperage an ampule injected not grounded
a spasm or epiphany a reckoning
encompasses
I melt voltaically into
warmth and jolt
concurrently metered
by hair standing on ends
legs arms nethers
convulsing
like two phased
polarity
not grounded!
I short out,
positively!
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 10:47 PM UTC
There's a place I have been
But it's a puzzle you see,
Nothing ornery and nothing certainly so.
The trouble ensues amidst the crackling air, It Inherits an anxiety that was born from youth.
Characters place a charge to pass between each Dimension unveiled in the quandaries exposed By each curious want. In wanness its decided, That each should mercifully idle, and pause Before it yields the gain. And an ampule of light Is pronounced by the right to take up pizza in The order of minds
Jan 4, 2017
Jan 4, 2017 at 6:56 AM UTC