Fusion Poems - Poems about Fusion

AN OPEN FORM uses spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,& relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input &respond in a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood thus is inherently variable. late summer   at midnight my candle   burned alone then diverged as beauty walked  into my heart    a sweet love beauty suddenly       like the cool   morning dew an air that      became a refrain   to me of love   of thee whose name is  a  red rose ...

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I played on the phonograph, some serenade, I was listening to it, while I layed. The serenade with my feelings created a fusion, Then I stepped into the world of my delusion. She was holding my hand tightly, This made me believe that this was a nuisance kind a illusion. Then a hot fleeing piece fell on to the phonograph creating...

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blazing fusion liquid water tidal forces three heavenly bodies give rise to one...

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If the past’s not alive The future is dead With memory starving Hope’s promise unfed What yesterday gives us Tomorrow awaits All hope in the transfer Of destiny’s — fate (The New Room: November, 2024) ...

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Isotopes of a larger part Extractions or Variants isolated to its Purity Clustered to fuss and Burst or reburst into a Larger reaction Each moment of a second is Then equal from end to end Moreso that its stability to endure can be made safe for the sake of endurance To make regular usage of What could be be From the position of improvement Advancing and duplicating what...

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I was aspiring to be a professional dancer, which had long been my dream, As rogue planets head out on their own, from the stars that reign supreme. I was awash in unbounded enthusiasm, like yellow sunshine's fresh sheen, Or premier, perennial days of springtime, the time all is budding and green. But, despite my unfailing readiness, I had...

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My being sparkled in the gleam of your love Made for my lone life the second shadow When you were by my side Embracing my yearning essence fulfilled I lost my shadow in fusion with yours I then knew you were mine. ______________ January 1, 2023 Contest : Bitesize Poem No. 58 Sponsored by : Line Gauthier...

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Fusion is also a genre in folklore. I am a perfectionist. You may address me there. Father in bad habits, brothers in curtain in carts Outside chores are somewhere, in outside doors. And I will tell you I will end you in here and now. Hundred times more Before your...

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sometimes i want ice cream other times i want chili mac soup on alternative days i want a simple salad drenched in bacon ranch sometimes i want an ocean view other times i want a mountain view on alternative days i want a simple cabin in the woods off the grid sometimes i want a hallmark movie other times i want...

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When was the last time you heard or saw or felt MAGA group-think capable of deep globally transformative systematic responsive yet not reactive thinking and feeling and touching and seeing and hearing and smelling and tasting health grows safer more resilient cooperative wealth? Actively searching for benign multicultural indigenous wisdom Even if such an inclusive EarthTribal worldview might replace our monopoly of monocultural monotheism fueling feeding breeding our rabidly polarizing and degenerating AnthroPrivileged Scene Despite our pre-millennial pentacostal panentheistic WHole...

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Dick Flaccid lived a Mary life Though Bible teachings caused him strife He hoped someday Someone would say, "I now pronounce thee man and wife!"...

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the utmost love of all is the one that transmutes the loved one into you and you into the loved one... That's when the coupled ,metamorphoses into one by the merger of love...!...

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flying freely far firefly finds the shining star --- marriage of mime minds 03 July 2022...

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The Wailing Wall is standing tall So men may bang their head and bawl But burka girls Must hide their curls So no one can see their tears fall...

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Fine fringes of the wave-less sea, Wherein sky meets water gladly; Breeze touches their hug and whisks, As though tenting there would bring risks; Passions, into waves, curl and break, Surfaces of earth quake and shake; Flames of fiery sun bear witness, Merge of sky and sea in fondness; Thunder strikes; lightning shine; winds soar, Tears of joy, as rain- torrents, pour; Elemental-fusion...

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