"efflux" poems
Flowing voice-
such a sweet aria!
only such arabesque
allegretto beauty
could ameliorate
shakespeare, mozart
with only mere words.
Andante ambiance
azure bliss blossoms
when gaze meets gaze.
lovely cadence
your dusty rose lips
whisper dulcet
promises of eternity
Oh eternity!-
how short it does sound!
But yet eternity
must efflux at some time
we will hold eachother
in the next eternity
and the one after
Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 9:25 PM UTC
On a ridge by the ocean, the dragon respires.
Hide rugged as the coastline, against him the eons crash like waves.
Legend enchants the seabreeze, an inbreath to a shimmering trance.
Before the incandescent glow sparks like innocence into a fire.
The crystal-eyed call this Hollywood.
I discovered you there, costumed in flames, as the discharged smoke became your disguise.
Together, we performed as if we were in the dark.
Scorching exhales fogged your glasses and stifled my voice.
They say, “When you are mad, you see nothing”.
All saints watched us in the dark this time.
Camera lenses covered your eyes and captured the revellers.
Tides ****** my mind and erased the crime.
Until they told me that I was on fire.
Misted glasses repelled your kaleidoscopic sublime.
So, from the stake, I rasped for nothing more than an ashen grey.
Orbs burning, in smoke's efflux, blindness grew.
My gilded urn haunted you, gold’s sharp sting.
Fairy-dust spells your name, always sparkling.
Fractured glass and lapsed cinders don’t brand you.
Only your frame in my pillows would do.
Like rogues caught in opulence, we're running.
They say, “When you are mad you see nothing.”
But madness is what you chose to see through.
And you saw blue in eyes I thought were grey
With iridescence glowing from your face.
You tasted darker than the fruits I stole.
And I’m the secret that you won’t betray,
Fused to your body by slumber’s light lace.
See through me, as my words sound in your bones.
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 3:41 PM UTC
Discussion ends, and we talk on:
to clarify lecture, thereon
concerning life - the rules by which we play
as clumsy wise with books and blades,
chemists cutting to remake
the human form, and change, reshape
their lives with information, application
of our minds, the drugs concocted
via our thoughts. This the power -
and its light we cannot help but hope to wield,
for who declines the hands that look for aid,
to bring the flush to lives that fade?
Discussion ends, and we talk on:
I with slow mind, I ask thereon
for I am slow, but eager so
he answers, words like hands that move
competent in their purpose, and kind
to funnel knowledge to an empty mind.
Discussion ends, and we talk on
Still spoke of drugs and blood, thereon:
Influx flow in, efflux flow out,
the drug, first raw, march'd through a route
of enzymes who transform its love
for water -- made it dissolve
like salt in ***** strained away
with all your waste. Their hands are good,
those of your doctor, liver, blood.
The mathematics predict efflux
flow out -- flow in
influx dictate that concentration drug in blood
will rise - molarity
increased - at rate unchanged if not
that substrate concentration guides
the liver's rate:
a second order interaction,
see, reaction rate increases
until the speed
flow in/the rate
flow out is one, the same, and thus the blood's
molarity will change no more
-- this he taught me, as we spoke,
and if my mind wandered too far,
as it sometimes does, his hands
reached out - the type
articulate in words or digits,
which, touching, reawakened mine
to further sculpt my hands refined.
Apr 29, 2016
Apr 29, 2016 at 9:05 PM UTC
I lost in a most tragic post
I can't recall the body when need to give it all
who said freedom is fiery
where all I had is misery
They called it a maze
where I exist with the blacklist
I am in a haze
The time will never end as I did in pace
Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 11:29 PM UTC
Rain pouring
in the desert
makes me
so lustful
for Life.
And it has been
cascading down
for hours
Thunder roaring
Lightening crackling
My spine a-shiver
I want to be
under the covers,
next to you
skin on skin
hear you breathing
in and out
rising toward me
with each kiss
I want
my head upon
your chest
to feel the pound
of your heart
as it reverberates
into mine
I want the overflow
of your love
wrapped around me
like a vine
an efflux
of emotion
that sends ripples
right through me all of
my pores
filled up and tingling
with the outpour
like a river
unstoppable
I am ready for it
for that force
of nature
as I rise up
to meet you,
my ebb,
your flow
under the
moon
and its
rapturous
Glow
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 7:05 PM UTC