"terraformed" poems
Larry, the man who terraformed Mars, has a scar over his left eye.
Maggie, his younger sister, could not make up her mind.
Her brother was a Star Man. She was left behind.
Maggie swam in the ocean
Larry paid a fine.
Maggie liked tequila
Larry was back on Earth.
He liked snorting space rocks
By the basement furnace hearth.
Larry got a parking ticket
Maggie passed out in the sand
She did not feel a single thing
When she was ****** there by a man.
The baby was coming in April and
Maggie went to the clinic
Larry thought about Venereal tides
While he was out having a picnic.
Larry, the man who terraformed Mars, has a scar over his left eye.
Maggie, his younger sister, could not make up her mind.
Her brother was a Star Man. She was left behind.
Maggie swam in the ocean
Larry paid a fine.
Maggie is now a single mother
In the house with a furnace hearth.
Larry never came back down
The last time he left Earth.
Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
marrying and given in marriage
wickedness breeds greater wickedness
each generation stinkier than the last
and every child born a greater evil
the scattered righteous are few and hated
overwhelmed and drowning in deep sea
sparing the unborn from sorrows and griefs
gifted with the Comforter for courage and help
time is shortened for their sake
in half a time shall they be rescued
in three days and not a week
and in a week and not a year
buds have blossomed and harvest’s not delayed
we mined the Moon and harnessed the Sun
decay’s stench unmistakable but blindly persuaded
as freedom’s necessary aroma, even sacred
the wicked disintegrate where they stand
in utter terror and panic slay one another
earth terraformed in a day without end
and buying and selling cease
Apr 14, 2021
Apr 14, 2021 at 3:47 AM UTC
The jelly-jiggling slop first had to flop
before it could waddle
ashore into this muddle of last gasps
and becoming
where middling deaths swaddled in gauzy breaths
emit a consonant-rich sussuro:
*If you don’t recall the swirl-swept depths
where we furled it,
can you keep that promise in shallows pocketed?*
So we began, and with the begetting
a rosy cloud plumed forth from our two
terraformed lips,
its delicately distinct petals mushrooming out
with a thorn-less, serif-soft voice
to bestow this frothy font of atomic confusion:
*Let the forgetful sea rinse over now-handy fins
to hard-edge etch
their starfish straight lines in a slurp of soggy sand.*
The mothering molecules haven’t lost
their smothering ache to forgive
our thickened skins
and they still cling to us, cooing about a lulled drift
past bye when we’ll climb the thinning links
back to homes cloaked in a sifted light:
*The loves of your heart-filled heads, no matter
how starkly pled,
all waste away to join us in our timeless waiting.*
Jan 7, 2011
Jan 7, 2011 at 7:56 AM UTC
Solid earth lies at the end of seas.
Upon the opposite lies mist
Shaped to mimic the features of land,
that parallels it's shores.
The land that stretches in infinite swathes
hold features of near infinite potentials.
It brims with life which Terraformed
seeded with matter diverse of make-up.
Beyond the seas, in the land of mist
Enigma innumerable hide within the cloud.
Its features rocky, rife with questions
Of what could be under its cloak.
Will one day be we find the truth
Of what is found in the veil of wonder?
Possibly; it is but fantasy,
Personified by fallacy
Sep 15, 2012
Sep 15, 2012 at 6:47 PM UTC
Orange
dancing lady slippers
perform uncoordinated
reblooming of dormant orchids;
warm and cordial in
informal candor
but agoraphobic
from misfortune;
mourning and remorseful
over flowers wilting, mortal.
Daybreak aurora
portent of
sunlight to come,
but stuck northward,
scorching corneas
in torrid dysphoria.
Organism born
horticulturally
disproportioned
and poorly formed,
origin in morbid horror;
cerebral cortex
its own torture,
the mortician
orphaning the organs
from the corpus;
stored in morgue,
torched in crematorium,
vivisected immemorial.
Stems and tendrils incorrigible,
disorganized into
deplorable ****
of tangled discord
clumsily running its course,
corsage and bouquet
aborted in accord.
Important shortage
warrants foraging
for resources
hoarded by some
abhorrent lord;
crowning court this
monarch's consort,
sordid and immoral,
keeping score like some
sick and sadistic sport;
reinforcing order of what's normal,
stronghold cordoned to conform.
Pollinating
swarm of hornets,
buzzing orchestra
of wings in chorus
quarreling with silence,
their scorpion stings absorbed;
stabbed, pierced, and gored.
Like a tortoise
slowly inching forward, torpid,
morass forbids;
roots exploring floorboards,
divorcing into a gorge,
fingers blindly implore
contours of the walls
searching for the door.
But drawn and quartered,
blossoms' florid
and ornate frame contorted,
warping its own portrait;
assorted torment transforming
efflorrescent, metamorphic.
Dwarfing, enormous,
and soaring towards orbit,
forty story high
arboreal forest
flourishing before us;
gorgeous morning glory,
thorny laurel adorning.
Forthwith,
storming windows' glass,
bastille, and castle supports;
warring against fortress
though swordless,
never resorting to forfeit until
entire territory terraformed
into floral orchard-
fragrant and vibrant aura
rewarding victoriously.
Oct 26, 2024
Oct 26, 2024 at 7:02 AM UTC
I know your type
One to elect an early exit
Deep into the cut
Scenic thru ways
Treacherous spontaneously carving angles, with no slow postings
Strung souls festooned to a hysterical spindle; spun
I swear
I have seen those trees before
It all looks so similar
There's no way to tell
Meaningless miles
Traversing the whorls of our finger prints
Our effusions tinging the tints of passing time
Haggred laggard orbs
In phlegmatic succession
As one submerges the other is cresting
Straining our necks and crossing our eyes
Lusting to examin the splendor of both at the same time
I found soothing solace in the prospect
Simplistic predictability; perpetual motion machine
A one gear design
Head long; forever forward
Hindrances observed
Obstructions obliterated
Cleaved into splinters
Tumbling endlessly into infinity
Towards the edge of the earth
Vaulting the crimped lip of the terraformed tortoise shell
Slowly slipping through the imaginary grasp of gravity
Into the void
No longer victim to vertigo
Orientation Utopia
Up, down, left, and right
Weightless figments
Photo negatives of a childhood home
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC