Monday, August 29, 2022

bloom - original poem

bloom

our defensive knights
guardians of goblins
and nightmarish giants
they know not
of human desires
and habitually-eased truths
or deceptive mantras told
to internally shake the jitters

they simply fashion their swords
under the imminent threat of evil
and the immensity
of danger's unholy bite
yet their armored plates
know not 
of the personal battles
of their allies and kin alike

we cannot ponder the mistakes
of our eulogized soldiers
who were slashed down
by other territorial men
who were scared but still scary
and willing to protect
the maggot-filled coffins
of the heroes from their steed
and the tactile defenders 
of their century-old homes

but we must forget not
that all chain mail
eventually loses a link
but like the sweet soft spot
in a newborn baby's skull
knowledge and love
paired with unconditional care
can desalinate any pond
can clear any code blue spills

we can make plants sprout anew
from their hibernating bodies
stuck in their roots
the woody hallways of fame
nutrients and fallen heroes
who know not 
of human desires
only the concept of re-birth

interconnectedness
the aspiration 
of starting anew
with deeply deposited 
hydrophobic residues
the Earth decided to leave us with
to learn something from
and to finally bloom

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16669001-bloom-by-Colvet



Saturday, August 27, 2022

test subject - original poem

test subject

dried herbs
rotten crops
decaying corpses
jaws dropped

creaking window
open door
hellfire flames
beneath the basement
cellar door

brew the ashes
in toxic lethal gas
in ionic liquids
atop crystallizing glass

when it hardens
by the morningtime
it must taste nice
a frontal surge
of isolated orchid dew

but his body was prepped
now dropping invisibly
through the floor
melting and wiggling
past the solid floorboards

wallowing and aching
cowering in pain
your experiment's past its endpoint
suffering now
only for your fame

a silver bullet
dipped in Vicodin
and sulfuric acid
it's all that we can offer
it must do the job

aim for it's third eye
destroy the pineal gland
if your hit's successful
you should see a mist
of finely particled purple goo

that's how we know
that you've hit your target
and removed us from danger
from the psychopathic
test subject

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16667536-test-subject-by-Colvet



Thursday, August 25, 2022

ataraxia - original poem

 ataraxia

show me first-handedly
that hopes of ataraxia
are not a mere myth

not a green ancient dragon
locked behind bars and beams
sleeping on heaps of gold
rubies, gems, and rarities

for all the worries, doubts,
and shameful resentments
get stuck in the pits
of the metal barred beams

trapped at the gumline
dripping fungal blood
on his stained teeth
a physical reminder
of the flaneur's existence

the speed of hope
running track and field
and the myth of ataraxia
protecting the gems
of human philosophy
under his inflamed breath
and dense dreaming head

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16663127-ataraxia-by-Colvet




Wednesday, August 24, 2022

cancer [white queen bee] - original poem

cancer [white queen bee]

cutting off the wing
of the sacred queen bee
retiring into old age
involuntarily

cut the head off
of the white mother queen

her mental gymnastics
tore a cosmic seam
in the dualistic
symmetrical chess board

and now the head
lays shrunken
devoid of any life
yet still mumbling little lies
white bleached lies

fearful theatrics of evil
fantasies of bubonic plagues
ravaging and raping
pillaging and doing thy might
in the name
of Lord Satan

on some old
dirty dusty ass
Midwestern country
Ohioan bumfuck road

you must have saw him
stared into those same
garnet crystallized eyes
and you decided not
to turn the other cheek

rather opened him up
into the wand of your hand
to the traumas in your backpack
nestled beneath your large water jug

and now your soul
lays dehydrated
decrepit
and lost

and so it sits
lacking any air
shrinking in my hand
fading into red rusty dust

take care of your cancer
immediately
for mother is waiting
the white queen bee

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16659821-cancer-white-queen-bee-by-Colvet



Tuesday, August 23, 2022

file cabinet hiding spot - original poem

 

file cabinet hiding spot

mauve stains
and purple pricks
dithered randomly
beneath hot
pink inflamed tissue

the nonchalant nibbles
and dark atonements
living in the mind
of the slasher who forgot
his Halloween mask

but his rips and tears
are still penned pliantly
on my shattered shell of skin
coiling in mechanical symphony

turning in a musical escape
from the sad landscape
and the palms of our brains
painted on the rosy checks
of innocent children
none the wiser

to the tributary currents
or age-old curtains
and trade-kept secrets
luring one to the shadows
of helplessness

in the file cabinet
of personal accountability

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16657869-file-cabinet-hiding-spot-by-Colvet



Monday, August 22, 2022

paleobotanist - original poem

paleobotanist

the paleobotanist
will be sure to find a cure

"the only one left
in this hyper-sphere
of the soiled universe"

remarks the weary cyclops

the final key
to advanced
xeno-morphogenesis
must be hidden
avoiding hydrolysis

beneath the moldy
green carpeted layers
of Saturn's
reproducing flower ports

dangling and drooping

off its unreal rings 

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16656090-paleobotanist-by-Colvet



Sunday, August 21, 2022

midnight moon - original poem

 midnight moon

you did me dirty
midnight moon
but I offer no resentful
or vengeful notes of anger
for your fangs to latch onto

the hand-drawn black box
on the backside of my neck
blocks the only biological gateway
between my own armor
and the glowingness of you

thick black ink
serving as rubber cement
securing the dusty old gate
finally in its resting place
so I will not resort to violence
or misdirected hatred

for only our midnight moon
is left to shimmer
in the fields of our clouds
above where the other brethren
were all cast out of Heaven

leaving only their ugly
dusty vibrant entrails
squirming in the sky
still observable
on our modern telescope
as periscopic mystic codes

LINK:  https://allpoetry.com/poem/16654891-midnight-moon-by-Colvet




protesting arithmetic - original poem

protesting artithemetic damn the formulaics the analytics all bleed the same we condemn the algorithms and the artificial networks mimicking...