"hertz" poems
Amid the verbose magicians
Seeking kinships
And sailing deep into their arduous mists
Watching them peddle their afternoon
To a handful of smiling children holding their breath
Amazed in gentle body trick
The older men of age
Leaning deep into their creased chins
Stroking the grizzled fat
Blinding light of soul
Staring down the barrel of life
Striking the enemy one last time
And yet smiling
sober,
Met of match,
taking care of their kids.
Then there's the cold-clocked dudes
On the phone pushing buttons
In a button-up raglan
Lost indistinct
the promised land
The golden shores swept away by
inconvenient time
Left shopping in an auto mall
"Won't you look at the time?"
7.07 APR
Boy what a steal!
And Steve maddened and screamed
As the lines blurred instinctual between opposing teams
And the oven dinged a great alabaster slant
Leaning towards the new millenitants
Rise up!
***** the wheel
Turn the axel from pistons
To alkaline metal
And doubt with great monumental
Quality
That the machine borders all
And we cannot retreat
And while I sift bouyantly between the waves
Searching the puzzle piece within the molecules
Reconnecting with the things
And representing
dreams on a 66 hertz screen
I call rather failing
Towards a black rocked shore
Towards the sweet Dorigen
Of my dreams
Finding an integral of time
And space
And calculating the intangible slope
Of my desmise
With the imaginary constiutent
Of that lighted mind.
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 4:24 PM UTC
*he is screaming but no one can hear him
she is singing but no one listens
he is lost but no one is looking for him
she is searching and finds that she is alone*
words go unanswered
no matter what is said
they fall upon deaf ears
and reverberate into deep unknown places
an orchestra in the ocean
performed in a foreign frequency
a song lost in translation
heard by many
but meaningful to none
*he is asking but no one answers
she is begging but no one gives
he is following but no one leads
she is leading but no one will follow*
uniqueness is your downfall
strength lies in being the same
in possessing
the inherited dialect of survival
that cannot be achieved
it is a birth right
as natural as your name
but instead
of deserved solace
you received the gift
of 52 hertz of loneliness
*he is calling but receives no answers
she is crying but finds no comfort
he is sinking but no one knows
she is dying and no one cares*
doomed to drift
through bottomless, indigo twilight
being carried on the waves
of your own erie lament
the sound of your sadness
is the cause of your isolation
your desperate song
remains your only hope
and it will never cease
someone, someday
will hear you
and answer
your heart wrenching pleas
someone, someday
singing love songs in the deep
Jan 25, 2012
Jan 25, 2012 at 4:36 PM UTC
Artificial means and memes the fingers perusing naturally formed hide and go seek
Chic creatures wrought from nanoparticles based on modeled consciousness neural networks
A handsome hivemind of bee;s building trees from cds ...intersynth polygons attracted
to stack platonic forms emanation waves alpha beta delta gamma omega 1 , 2 ,3
this multiversal layering from micro to macro of matter animated by its intoned
hertz pulsations and the interferrence pattern of the changing relationship due to the amount, frequency, force, temperature , texture , text messages, timing , geometry , subharmonics and overtones, a jewel net . syncronistic synergetic, synaptical sparkles.
Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 10:00 PM UTC
Eyes seeking , calling , waiting , dreaming ,
Passion healing affair , still craving for her love .
Spark out illusion , she tangible in the cerulean eyes ,
Arms wide open , welcoming her invitation ...
Mesmerizing , no hesitation , deep affection ,
Silently fell for her .
Skin sliding over skin , lips melting into one...
Bodies shaking, growing fahrenheit .
Whispering hertz...moaning tune, screaming ,
Curving smile , sweaty look ,
Squeezing every optimum of pure love .
Heart rending addiction , passing through veins ,
Sweet seduction , pleasure with pain .
Dimples , teasing ,
Deer eyelids , pausing sight ,
Warm breathing , firing up passion ,
Heart beats , closing in ,
Love trinity in souls unity.
Flying high , dare to fall ,
Gave her wings , playing with rainbow , cloud no 9 ,
Her face is the sky and the moon smile ,
Galaxy forming the way we love ,
Is it a dream or dreams come reality?
It's a dream leading destiny, collation of two souls ..
Thinking , needing , bleeding , passion healing affair ,
still craving for her love ......
by
MAHi - Galaxy
Aug 19, 2013
Aug 19, 2013 at 7:36 PM UTC
Dust the base of my spine
In red sparks of Jasper
The cherry of a cigarette on a
Smoky quartz
Stability.
And then you progress
Caress my lower abdomen
Make me contract and shake, in infinite bliss
And lay me in a field of orange marigolds
Sensuality.
Stroke the naval centre -
My life principles of power and identity
Melted away
In the honey calcite that drips in pearls
Power.
528 Hertz, you vibrate
The frequency that renews the very
Physical matter of my vessel,
My coded waves
Love.
My throat, where you talk your wisdom
Lace my waist in agate
And your hand circles the point of serenity
Teeth in the butter soft skin
Truth.
And then you kiss me
On the forehead between the eyes
Those eyes that transform to yours,
When I open my third, and see the indigo
Insight.
Shatter, shatter the shards through the finality
The barrier of quartz and clarity
And melt into my Sahasara
And we become knowing.
One.
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 11:29 AM UTC
Your pillowcase
Is still in my closet,
Remember when you
Let me borrow it?
My fever sweat
Soaked through mine
And you were kind
Enough to let
Me use yours
So I could be comfy,
You constantly
Took care of me,
A monthly ordeal,
Ordering meals
Every night,
Every morning
The white hot light
Of mourning
Keeping me
Yawning
In my bed,
I didn't leave
For days,
Where could I go?
So confused and dazed
Watching Dazed and Confused
On infinite play
On the tube
With no attention paid,
Cuz its your favorite movie,
It got me lost
In thoughts of
Going to the premiere
At the cinema
Near
The mall where
You used to rack shirts,
They're both gone now,
Replaced with a Hertz,
Some condos
Of minimal worth,
And a David's bridal
Full of gowns
I'll never see you wear,
Cuz you disappeared
Into a habit,
A rabbit hole
Smeared
With ancient demons
That appeared resolved,
But in fact
Were the reasons
Your love dissolved,
As well as the ambition
To solve
Life's questions,
Your mission
Became
Obsessive
Injections,
Oh, my
Jesse,
I wish I
Still had
Your affection,
But the reaper
Has added
You to his
Collection
Already,
So I guess
I'll hold
Steady,
And maybe
He'll
Take me
Soon,
Cuz I'm
*******
Ready
To sail
To the
Moon.
Oct 2, 2012
Oct 2, 2012 at 12:48 AM UTC
They link together,
number and days,
strings of value
punctuated with semicolon winks;
(and consonant curved smiles.)
A grand unifying theory
hanging Baubles, Bangles
and bright shiny Beads.
The impulse Force of changing
momentous Month bending
light years in frequency of days,
mega-Hertz too compressed
up longitudinal mornings
and down transverse evenings
of negative pressure silence.
>intercorrelate.sync.JPC.+.FB
Feb 9, 2013
Feb 9, 2013 at 10:23 AM UTC
Well, my feet, they feel like
Saggy sacks of soggy moss;
As if they went for a hike
And suffered some Great Loss.
And the thorny feelers
Penetrate Barefoot Monkees.
Is loathing made of mirrors?
Is every girl a tease?...
Good G-d my stomach hurts! --
Your Divine Justice, blessed.
My vessel is vibing hertz
As it bears The Distress:
But, if I make my feet
Acknowledge more smiles than frowns;
And my Neuroses cease to bleat
While I analyze nouns...
Is there a New Normal?
Grace from benevolent gods?
Or will Hope choke, fade in Stealth
As Blind eyes miss her nods?
Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 12:40 AM UTC
Zara, love of life,
Spake in curtled call
Allfather, lover of light,
To bestow those "ants of the earth"
And arch-bound as the sinew of bowstrings
Howling as the volley hertz roped
Along the celestial violin
Pluck souls from their bodies
In symphonic prediction
Ascende! On the wings of love's Valkyrie-- in her shining eyes will you greet the stars of the Otherworld!
___________________________
Cleaning hide chunks from Buffalo tusks
There is a stranger, who knocks upon my door
The fire is wide and welcoming,
Borea chides the earthenwork
Outside, the stranger calls
distant through the door.
____________________________________
A last heartsong,
The cup overflown with honey
A facsimile of symmetry
And not distinctly human
There was something to love in that,
Just the simple inclusion
Of all the other animus
Being formed in their conclusions
And following the arrowpoint
Floating by the bolt
What losses there to seek
Beyond a veiled humanity
We strike the fire one last time,
She to travel the mountain passes
Ashen eyes, holding viscous memories solidified
I to gather my quills
My thoughts and brush quickly the embers of love.
Into flame, carried deep into the hearts of the world and explored in violent disassociate
Particles red and hot
Then would Zara Spake again,
"with his eyes on the earth, will he never see but the stars."
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 12:42 PM UTC
Rhythms of Mother Earth
Those which to life give birth
The pulse of all her life
When disrupted cause strife
Why is it we feel better when we go outside?
What has Mother Earth that is not inside?
Everything is connected
And, in turn affected
By that which causes disruption
Mainly, human corruption
Drop a pebble in a lake
All things affected by that wake
Of those energy waves emitted
Like those from a tower transmitted
Where have the butterflies and bees gone?
Those that took fancy flight above our lawn
Why have their numbers decreased?
And why have more become deceased?
What is this pulse, what is this beat?
That which surrounds us and is beneath our feet?
Mother Earth's heartbeat, herRESONANCE...7.83Hz (hertz)
The same rhythm with which humanity flirts
Circadian rhythm, day and night
Daily cycle of dark and light
A world, from the eye unseen
Yet perceived by those who are keen
Aware of our world which is synergetic
With waves that are light, electric and magnetic
What happens in a world without bees?
Does the fruit still fall from the trees?
Do we want to live without the beauty of flowers?
All for the incessant need for transmitting towers?
What is the ultimate price that we may pay
If we do not hold our cell phones an inch away
As waves lethal as high concentrations of uranium
Are pumped continuously into our cranium
Wireless hot spots become pervasive
Much like a species that is invasive
Birds migratory instincts disrupted
By those towers that have corrupted
That natural balance we have with our mother
A balance that cannot be replaced with another
This resonance attributed to Schumann
Is a frequency that is also human
(C) 2013 Shawn White Eagle
Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 7:56 PM UTC
fractals of hearts
.
.
.
shape it's temperament
.
.
beat to it's truth
.
.
.
you believe again
.
.
the story of you
Apr 11, 2021
Apr 11, 2021 at 10:41 AM UTC
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.
Jun 30, 2018
Jun 30, 2018 at 2:00 PM UTC
I peep through the stars,
Past the Moon to the Earth.
Where the shadows of the morning,
Define the boundary of the day.
Where the oceans swell,
Rocks the land to sleep.
Where the humans work,
To make the rot so cheap.
Where throw away things,
And know away rings,
Slips to tow away strings,
Of paper Mache Kings .
And the ocean’s lonely whale,
Sings his saddest song.
He is alone.
Soon to be gone.
He sings of the reckless,
Of the planet helpless,
Of the air breathless,
And a future defenceless.
But then nobody is listening to a 52hertz whale.
Sep 11, 2018
Sep 11, 2018 at 9:38 AM UTC
Tetragrams and anagrams
Pseudonyms and sleight-of-hands
Betwixt the lines lie crooked spines
Textured, gestured, shamed and shrined
Functions, Factions, fabled fiction
Starred and Crossed, they're scored and stitched in
Faeries, furies, funded theories
Quantum physics, quarks and queries
Embers bright, a red clad knight
Winged cats with cubic heights
Flux your lux, set down your labels
Time entwines both swine and angels
Mumbled murmurs, lazy learners
Beacons, bosons, carbon burners
Codecs keyed for hertz and bytes
Ancient tones 'n pheremonones
Reflect,
Refract,
Retract...
Ignite.
Our shadow selves toll ghostly bells
Building walls, erecting shelves
Saviours, slaves, enchanted knaves,
'Tis man, himself, 'creates these Hells...
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 5:53 AM UTC
I hope you do not judge me
When I say I measure love in frequency.
It's difficult to translate my feelings into words,
What I'm trying to say is, love really hertz.
Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC
HEIMEKEHR
Alexander K Opicho
(Eldoret, Kenya; [email protected])
Meine lieb ist kommen heime
Mene susslich kinder ist kommen
Ist auf die kehle kommen
Meine gute junge ist kommen heime
Meine gute tochter ist kommen heime
Meine jungen leute sie kommen heime
Diese Sonntag meine sohn ist kommen
Weg raumen zweibel von meine auge
Diese montaf meine tochter ist kommen
Weg raumen stumpfsinning von meine leben
Diese Dienstag meine sohn ist kommen
Weg raumen hunger von mein mangen
Diese mtiwoch meine sohn ist kommen
Weg raumen ungeschutzt von meine korper
Diese Donnerstag von domeine jungen kommen
Weg raumen schand von meine gesicht
Diese Freitag meine tochter ist kommen
Weg raumen qual von meine hertz
Diese Samstag meine jungen kommen
Weg raumen armut von meine leben
Diese woche meine retter ist kommen
Weg raumen verzweiflung von meine leben
Vergnugen!
Dec 1, 2013
Dec 1, 2013 at 5:00 AM UTC
Our brains are, immense antennas.
They listen to "The Source"
Harmonic oscillations singing.
all the time.
You may think I have gone lunar
but this bio-crystal tuner,
works best when we
invoke our inner
mime.
If we tweak our "thought-in" buffer
down to one breath, we'll discover
a silence that can hear our
planets hum.
The music of the orbs, spheres
is ointment for our sore ears.
A soothing salve to heal us
from "the numb".
From the rapping and the tapping,
from the repetitious yapping
If there is PEACE OF MIND
to find
I'll take some.
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 10:34 AM UTC
The moon holds my very first steps
Gently embracing the tracks I leave on earth
She puts all my drawings on the fridge
She is my brightest star
With her, I do not hide anything
And I always finish my sentences
I have always been an emotional being
My emotions leave me breathless so I use other mediums
Thus ever since I was a child I traced poems in the sand
Made memories filled with love
And while words kept me company, sandcastles gave me a home
So
With sand and my toes, I made my very own chapter
With shovels and buckets, I made a book
Made ink out of water
When I was angry, I traced fire ants blazing my feet
When I was lonely, I traced the 52-hertz whale swimming into the earth
When I was sad, I traced the mountains too high for me to climb
And when I was happy, I traced songbirds sweetly singing a tune at dawn
All of this for me to wash them away with the tides
Emotions aren't something I like to talk about
Nor do I like to draw them
I feel vulnerable, it makes my skin ache
When I actually say what I mean it hurts
The possibility of rejection is painful
Like winter does to cracks
Like fire does to skin
Like violent wind does to paper
It is everything but enjoyable
I am as open as a sonnet
I do not lie
My metaphors and imagery are my truth
My rhyming pattern is consistent
My theme is not a red herring
I do not lie
Please trust me on this
But just like a sonnet, the twist happens at the end
And I always cut myself off
Oct 5, 2020
Oct 5, 2020 at 9:52 AM UTC
Risks
we've all taken our share,
from test scores, to bets,
to simple double-dog dares!
Risky Risky,
Trimble and whisky,
ah what spirits shall quench
thy dying thirst?
What steed shall ye ride,
a Maverick or a Hertz?
Risks,
calculated and foolish,
brash and insane,
speeding down the highway,
weaving through a no passing lane.
There's room for both,
if you take your time,
What risk have you to be,
cut short of yours?
Risk.
Risk it all, and win the lot,
or risk it all, to find the empty ***
The risk is yours
for you to choose.
Fate decides now,
shall you win?
Or shall you lose?
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 12:12 PM UTC
Ahhh…you, yes You
…You know,
it’s in the motion
Funneling
Swiftly
Unrelenting
in the follow-through
Persisting
Politely
Unyielding
until too
deeply
with gravity
hooks that hold me
together much better
leave me
such a tease
to have been baited from
those who rest among
the Placid Pond.
Ahhhh…you, yes You
…You must,
Trust me to breed seeds
wild and much bigger
Sprouting out
from the past
walk-about shoe's
aftermath
of my grooves
& the steps that I take
Five hundred and twenty eight
hertz a lot sweeter
the more trips that you make
On Love’s circular soundtracks
Another round of aftershocks
& Gods' greatest flashbacks.
Ahhh…you know, yes You…
…You now,
Avert eyes straight
A head of You
Shift faces
into
five-
dimensional
View.
Super-vision is suggested
but not yet required
of the diametrically
opposed Divina
to whom you've inspired.
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 7:17 PM UTC
Du bist das einzige Mädchen Ich liebe
Du bist das Einzige für mich
Ich will hier mit dir bleibe
Mit meine Schatzie – dich
Rosenrot, du hast mein Hertz
Mein Hertz, er brennt für dich
Diese Welt ist zu kurtz
Für eine so schön wie dich
Ich werde hier mit dir bleibe
Zur ende dieser Welt
Und so ich zu dir schreibe
Und gebe meine Liebe zu dich.
Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 11:01 AM UTC
Who will hear me sob, this weep like mortal melodies
This woe of songs if this toot so ever heard
Not by such hertz or watts, but by cosmic chantey
...mortal melody.
Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 8:43 PM UTC
initiate
I love you
Not only for what you are
But for what I am
When I'm with you
I love you
Not only for what
You have made of yourself
But for what
You are making of me
I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out
I love you for passing over
All my faults and weak traits
That you can't help but see
I love you for drawing out
Into the light my beauty
That no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find
I love you
You are the ONLY one
for me and I love you
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the grand inquisitor realizes the jig is up
Philip K **** kicking the ******
hertz hertz hertz hertz hertz
DENIAL
an eternity without you
redeemed by healing blood
walking dead, shoot 'em in the head
yes, I understand
stop holding on
osama is fish food
fire extinguished
tears dried
forgiveness offered and accepted
the birth of
none of your business
***"Don't worry about my finding someone else or someone else finding me
Everybody knows our relationship is very serious and that stops people (guys) from approaching me for dates, ect. Even if they did
terminate
I love you
Not only for what you are
But for what I am
When I'm with you
I love you
Not only for what
You have made of yourself
But for what
You are making of me
I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out
I love you for passing over
All my faults and weak traits
That you can't help but see
I love you for drawing out
Into the light my beauty
That no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find
I love you
You are the ONLY one
for me and I love you
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911911911911911911911911911911911911
the grand inquisitor realizes the jig is up
Philip K **** kicking the ******
hertz hertz hertz hertz hertz
DENIAL
an eternity without you
redeemed by healing blood
walking dead, shoot 'em in the head
yes, I understand
stop holding on
osama is fish food
fire extinguished
tears dried
forgiveness offered and accepted
the birth of
none of your business
***"Don't worry about my finding someone else or someone else finding me
Everybody knows our relationship is very serious and that stops people (guys) from approaching me for dates, ect. Even if they did
terminate
Stolen and offered to Stacie (a message from divinity)
by James Arthur Casey
I love you
Not only for what you are
But for what I am
When I'm with you
I love you
Not only for what
You have made of yourself
But for what
You are making of me
I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out
I love you for passing over
All my faults and weak traits
That you can't help but see
I love you for drawing out
Into the light my beauty
That no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find
I love you
You are the ONLY one
for me and I love you
()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()
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source code broken
kkkkkkkkkddddddd KKK dieediediediediedie
911911911911911911911911911911911911
the grand inquisitor realizes the jig is up
Philip K **** kicking the ******
hertz hertz hertz hertz hertz
DENIAL
an eternity without you
redeemed by healing blood
walking dead, shoot 'em in the head
yes, I understand
stop holding on
osama is fish food
fire extinguished
tears dried
forgiveness offered and accepted
the birth of
none of your business
***"Don't worry about my finding someone else or someone else finding me
Everybody knows our relationship is very serious and that stops people (guys) from approaching me for dates, ect. Even if they did
terminate
Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 8:05 PM UTC
I have my own theory of strings,
I'm searching for things that resonate
Character is an exercise in humility,
Know yourself, the rhythm and flows
Are you on this wavelength?
What's your frequency?
White noise is everywhere.
but you cannot stop the signal.
the hertz, they hit so close to ohm.
I found you. Tried to ground you.
I knew we would feel sparks.
I seem so direct, the current is strong.
Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 9:54 AM UTC