Best Firing On All Cylinders Poems

Some days I'm firing on all cylinders it seems
Then it all goes kaput and it's nothing but steam
Try to muddle through
Not easy to do
Till I wiggle and giggle and once again beam


This limerick “KAPUT” was inspired by
my sister in crime, Jan Allison!


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Poets in the pot
Striving not to get cooked
For poverty in the hood
As gotten all hooked 
Becoming ingredients of hunger 
For all to maw

A new season...
A fresh session...
For the wrong reason... 
Recession a new name 
Best known to them

Stimulating ideas cocooned 
We are the laughing flock
of...

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SUMMERTIME

Summertime, most glorious time, short lived
intense season, in which God’s glorified.
Nature is firing on all cylinders,
flora, fauna flourishing … not denied.

Time to savor fresh air, breath barefooted,
notice, clear babbling brooks calming sound.
The multitude of fragrances in air, 
summer rainbows and thunderstorms … abound.

Summer, offers variety...

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The firing of charged cylinders
With the power of silence
On all four she sweeps
In her majesty;
The cruising royalty of glistening comfort.
 
Litters on the roads
Honking at each other’s throat,
The dust the sweat;
Slime of heat
Frayed tempers.

The sweeping swishing manoeuvres,
Like the sword well-drawn
Out from the scabbard;
In cool rapidity:...

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