mutations [genetic mastery] - original poem

mutations [genetic mastery]

why not take a drive with me

stop by my house

see my basement DIY laboratory

no worries, the city heath officials wrote it off

I have something to show you

it might tickle the fringes

of your astute creative fantasies

and soothe your deoxygenated cells

we'll start by perusing

my amino acid modification lab

and my species collection on the wall

a database of failed experiments

and cryovials of those that withstood our tests

pick a mutation of interest

and we'll go from there

we have several bright field scopes

and colorimetric assays available

any chemical to fit your needs

just tell me what she looks like

tell me what mutations sound grand

I'll run a genetic algorithm through my software

we'll see if there's any compatibility

and in only one day

we can take care of any genetic deformities

personality oddities

and behavioral abnormalities

you might want gone

we just have to make sure

the subject stays under physiological conditions

and that the liquid anesthesia will take

if so we have dour hours to augment at will

we can craft a scientific love story

so sweet and daring

we will leave our peers crying

and jealous

over our suave

predatory nature

within the domain

of genetic mastery

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16584199-mutations-genetic-mastery-by-Colvet

my bones hurt - original poem

 my bones hurt

my bones hurt

from the gravimetric bend

of army men doing jumping jacks

preparing for wars

with existential feelings

of unknown futures

unseen dangers

and hidden treasures

looming on a spinning wheel

spun by the seamstress of chaos

the switcher of entropy

and the carrier of ancient ailments

and spoiled ointments

that can glue

our bodies back up after incision

or keep the pages near the spine

and mend the viral memories

bursting like fireworks

in your yellow cat-like eyes

glowing their ashes

flickering their Merlin flames

and biotically cycling back

to something scary and new

but something never done before

a war waged with different troops

different magnitudes of machinery

and patterns on the soles of their

grimy combat boots

making all my bones hurt

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16581505-my-bones-hurt-by-Colvet

Heinlein the cat and Foster the dog - original poem

 Heinlein the Cat and Foster the Dog

cross your paws

and lay by my feet

in neatly darned wool socks

they will keep you warm

conduction in your mangcoon coat

and tender feline cage

rustling on wooden floors

whispering secrets to the rats

living in the crevices

behind my bedroom door

Heinlein dear -

my furry little gumdrop

in a wolf's costume

leaving me kisses

before my morning commute

cuddle up with Foster when I am gone

your golden swirly friend

with a head in distant places

and long red drippy nose

dropping slobbery bits of saliva

we're all the warriors

we need to fill our clan

and set forth to Magellan clouds

on our cosmic 10 speed bike

powered by a generator

on mental creativity

come on Foster

let's go Heinlein

you guys get the seat in the back

holler if you need anything

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16578020-Heinlein-the-Cat-and-Foster-the-Dog-by-Colvet

Name That Author #4

You know the drill by this point....guess the author without an image search.  Let's get those neural connections firing!  Guess that author!  Hint:  Science Fiction...

total genetics - original poem

 total genetics

imagine a new species

capable of sustaining

characteristics

of both plants and animals

c'mon

use your imagination

plants able to move

walk on more than all fours

like their quadruped predators

animals able to harness

the rays of the sun directly

no filtration or lotion need

to photosynthesize our grocery orders

a world without hunger

standing like bare white walls

at a modern art exhibit

tapped with true tranquility

a peace offering from the stars

a moment to catch our breaths

from the time patrolman trainer

for us humans

to finally get our acts straight

achieve our highest potential

grow outwardly into our evolving bodies

to be our highest potential forms

but outwardly

we might have to accept branches

in place of our forearms

curling tendrils instead of posable thumbs

but life is but one big biological stew

swimming in a public pool of brine

being studied under a lens 

fixed somewhere unclear

so why not dare 

to mutate our physical forms

and edit our bony bodies

test the possibilities

our genomes are already mutated

and nucleotides don't wait

or take orders from any gods

landlords

parents

or managers

in a world with only peace

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16575461-total-genetics-by-Colvet

dead centered [winchester] - original poem

dead centered [winchester]

dodging little

beady Bucky balls

of molten steel

enchanted with curses to kill

oh Sarah

oh Sarah

your Winchester shotguns

have tempted man's will

and plagued him

with familiar congruences

and temptations of evil

your padded segregated halls

house the souls of the dead

tormented in servitude

blinded by fluorescent lights

flickering on white sheets

oh Sarah

oh Sarah

your intentions of repeating arms

have left hearts bloodless

without a synchronous beat

soul lacking a willing hand

or a guiding thumb

for proper palpitations

yet there you sit

with your fiends foes and kin

at the cluttered séance table

right at midnight

but right at two

the spells with call to you

near a drop of doom

and a secret passageway

latched, sealed shut

with no way back home

your little shotguns

have tempted men

with the urge to kill

yet only crying alone

behind locked doors

and portals closed

with brimstone and hexes

grinning silently

in self dense

dead centered

in the middle

of the fluorescent

organed target

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16569457-dead-centered-winchester-by-Colvet

wraith - original poem

 wraith

besieged by the curse

of her bloody face

a dusty wraith

with a grimacing face

waltzing and pirouetting

atop oaken cabinetry

hidden from the sheen

of the 7 pronged candelabra

bouncing in dismal wavers

with a single hand attached

adjacent to the pulley system

her shadow is longing

restlessly pacing

in the absence of a caretaker

or a wandering spirit 

with enough free time

to take care

of her awful situation

stuck in the millennium loop

somewhere out of phase

between here 

and some other hidden place

so her shadow will keep bobbing

peeking out of doorways

and moseying along the floorboards

until we finally open the door

and she follows our beacon 

of guiding white light

But I repeat -

she cannot follow us home

we will allow no energy attachments

this dusty wraith

stuck in an abandoned

decrepit foundational cage

a glitch of time and space

where trauma nuggets

are too beautiful to dust off

no more heart

to nibble on and eat

so she will waste away 

into the voids and shadows

permeating in the corners 

of the dark castle rooms

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16565140-wraith-by-Colvet