Posted in Spiritual Poetry, Surrealist Poetry

Communing with The Cosmos #poem

A poem to kick off 2017…

Posted in Surrealist Poetry

Muse, I C ♬(poem)♪

My recent concert experience in poetic form…

A squadron of musical notes hitch rides
on silver dust motes amid light-streaked mist.
An autumnal draft carries melodic fragments onto my dry skin,
Each pore drinks until notes and grime are no more.

Micro boats in my bloodstream
set swift sail to my heart—
But the beat of the drums hit
its shores full-force first,
offsetting its own rhythm,
making a pulsating crescendo of my chest.

Several trebles uncoil from the stage
and crowd-surf straight to my tapping lace-up boots,
Then slither up each leg,
my midriff, torso, goosebumped neck,
and infiltrate my eyes.

All I see is a muse on fire.
The final song’s gasoline.
The effervescent wings
that spontaneously burst
from my back, unscathed.

I hover above the cataclysm for a moment longer,
then head to the home that will feel less like home now.
I’ll be washing off ashes from my eyelids for days—
And even then, the mosaic windows to my soul will never be the same.

© 2016 – Eva PoeteX

Posted in Love Poetry, Surrealist Poetry

Diodes ★ (poem)

Liquefied magnets,
You and I.
Our crimson cores,
neon scarlet magma.

The distance between us,
a needle’s eye width—
even with oversized ocean betwixt
and ceaseless cerebral racket
that ceases only when eyes meet
and double-lock.

A kiss,
a canny collision.
Sultry fingertips
to arched bare back,
goosebumped neck
slowly strum up,
run to my quivering lipsticked lips.
Palm cups mouth,
muffles melody in form of moans.
I’m your acoustic guitar.

We are electrical currents

*Diodes: a semiconductor device with two terminals, typically allowing the flow of current in one direction only.


©2016 – Eva PoeteX




Posted in Love Poetry, Spiritual Poetry, Surrealist Poetry

Universe Unearthed – prose #poem

Your gold-hued sliver of light adventures through the tiny tunnel, funnels into my previous haven—b’fore it was bitter-goodbyes-laden. The blotchy black tar sponge-painted throughout my heart gradiates from dark shade to its original crimson. 

My, your, our Universe, unearthed. 
Smiling eyes, goldened existence.