Let adrenaline fill my veins,
Prepare me for my descent
Descent into a visionary
Into a world of the greats
Let my blood pounce,
Pounce for success
As this mountain of despair
Holds a stone of hope.
Westerly wind in my sails
soaring a kite in the open sky
~ I stretch touching the sun
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
It would be a pure adrenaline freedom thrill to fly.
Flight motion is a dreamy adventure I would savor.
How excited I would be to Peter Pan the sky.
I feel certain the atmosphere would gladly comply.
Granting me ascent would be a most splendid favor.
It would be a pure adrenaline freedom thrill to fly.
Passing birds would wonder why and what was saying hi.
My desire to sky soar would never reduce or waver.
How excited I would be to Peter Pan the sky.
To sky view earth's wondrous beauty might make me cry.
Dipping and lifting thru blue could make me a flight craver.
It would be a pure adrenaline freedom thrill to fly.
My liftoff would be a spry leg jump and arm raising try.
I could be an artistic flying, smiling, cloud engraver.
How excited I would be to Peter Pan the sky.
Amplified amazing waves of euphoria would apply.
Each moment of exhilaration would grow me braver.
It would be a pure adrenaline freedom thrill to fly.
How excited I would be to Peter Pan the sky.
The vague and the abstract turned into a contract,
adrenaline junkies, now joined in a dare.
With hands up, no screaming, they’d both go careening,
defying gravity at the State Fair.
What started as amity morphed to calamity
enough that the riders had panic attacks.
When they reached the summit, they started to plummet
just as a mutt ventured onto the tracks.
The new rollercoaster got hot as a toaster
as the conductor stomped hard on the brake.
With no time for acting, they heard the impacting
of metal on flesh as the mutt flew the lake.
To worsen the matter, gratuitous splatter
was added for gratis to this ruinous ride;
they grew more embittered once they had considered
those patches of hide from the cur that had died.
The horrors receded as they both conceded
while parting the last bits of gore with a comb.
They climbed in the pickup, and with no further hiccups
slumped up the hill slowly and headed for home.
Heart is strong
Gut is secure
Energy high.
Caffeine
Soothe my nerves
Soothe my soul
Like a cup of gold
Black as an ace
Bitter as aloe
Increase the adrenaline
Up the heart rate
Low blood pressure treats
Decaff is a joke
Ill-conceived beverage
Makes me want to choke
By Cathrin Stuart
There is too much energy,
coincidentally,
Too much memory,
incrementally,
Too much sensory,
What has entered me
So unnaturally?
Bike to ramp and from ramp to tree
In just a second you can feel the hit
Hanging midair is a time of glee
Adrenaline rush with teeth a’grit
Grasping his precious jewels
The tens unit clung
Crank that cruel switch to eleven so
His unborn kids will know he was stung
A blindfolded face, cigarette tastes,
Tighty-whities, and a Big Mac burger,
A boxing glove hits a fragile place
So he screamed that his meat was murdered
Hot sauce dares with a barren gut
The bottle beckons, its all for good fun
Capsaicin will rain hell upon his you know what
Chug the demon’s drizzle and the damage is done
Office chair races down a favorite hill
Speeding down through memory lane
On my way towards a hefty dentist bill but
Jackassery is always worth the pain
Rock fights in mud is a childish leisure
With a soundtrack of chuckles and thuds
Growing up simple and hollow is a pleasure
When your friends are a bundle of duds
Streaming into Shabbos,* the pace quickens
as if reading a novel where the plot thickens
Only an hour left,
so much to do and to shlepp**
How will it all get done
~ Let the adrenaline run ...
Down goes the sun
All tasks completed one by one
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*'Shabbos' = the Jewish Sabbath, starting Friday evening
**'schlepp' = carry; haul
The sun shines brightly through my bedroom window
Nature reminder to rise and take my head off the pillow
The kitchen calls out a hearty breakfast I must make
It will give me energy for a hike around the lake
A gentle autumn breeze greets me as I begin my journey
The brightly colored leaves drift slowly to the ground as a group of squirrels starts to scurry
My body will thank me later for the exercise I am about to provide
Out of the bushes, a black bear appears with no place to hide
I hold my ground our eyes locked on each other
Two cubs suddenly appear to join their mother
Quickly they turn and scamper away
I will always remember this adrenaline-filled day
Adrenaline, he’s no stranger;
danger is his middle name.
Don’t fan his flame; you’ll just succumb,
get maimed in some little game.
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Embarrassed to say, I had it correct, posted, edited, and goofed the first line. Don't we all do that? probably not... Fixed now. Deviously difficult to me.
At 11,000 feet, open the door
Right hand, left hand, hold onto the frame
The skies spans forever, the wind does roar
Right foot out, left hand to the strut of the plane
Right hand next out, left foot on the step
Adrenaline flowing, try to slow your breath
Sliding hands further out, get a good grip
Relax, it's not like you're falling to your death
Feet off the step, you're a kite in the air
Push your arch, hold your position
Wait for instruction, jump master stare
He smiles and says GO! This is the mission
Hurdling down, hold your arch, keep your count
Stay symmetrical, now reach. Now pull!
Don't forget to take a look around
Your canopy flies, stay in control
You check up above, the slider is down
Reach up for your toggles to steer
Checking the wind, you spin slowly around
Up here in the silence, there's nothing to hear
You see the horizon, are one with the clouds
There's nothing quite like this, nothing so grand
First flying, now floating, you say aloud
I wish I would never have to land.
Today I was dreaming,
How amazing it might feel to be successful.
The adrenaline and satisfaction would release enormously,
The feeling of pride and overwhelming enthusiasm.
So amazing to get it all and feel it all,
So amazing to be the one and only.
I wish someday this feeling,
Come to me running,
So I could finally be able to feel it all,
And get it all!
2/7/22
COVID-19 put her in bed
Quarantined out in the shed
So what could she do
But play peek-a-boo
With the doctor, vicar, and Fred?
O’ fair Adrenaline
Oh, powerful you make me strong;
I can’t do wrong
Beautiful Adrenaline
You got my heart pumping
Got my breath in my chest
I’m just sweating
Biceps protruding bulging;
I stand next to you Adrenaline
Strong
Come
You secreted me
Hormonally
You’re stress,
You take my breath
Excited exertions do you brew
I belong to you
Beautiful Adrenaline
You got my heart pumping
Got my breath in my chest
I’m just sweating
Biceps protruding bulging;
I can’t do wrong
Oh, powerful you make me strong;
O’ fair Adrenaline
1/30/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
January 28, 2020 Assignment
Written for class assignment (WIPS) North Omaha Writers Group (NOW)
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