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Sped Up Or Slowed
2/8/17


Straight, curvy and bumpy roads
Some with cones
All across the globe
Tools made of stones and from bones

Got to stay in the zone
Wherever I may roam and rove

Certain boards bowed
And automobiles had to be towed

Money being owed
And loaned

Waters with or without foam
And lawns that do or don't...

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Categories: slowed, poetry, rap, word play,
Form: Rhyme
And Time Slowed Down
And time slowed down
I could feel it, see it, hear it
Yes, mostly I could hear it
The sound of silence
Only it was not silent
It was a deafening roar
Like a myriad clarion horns

And it became totally dark
With an absence of all sensation
Other than sound
And, as time moved...

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Categories: slowed, loveme, sound, me, sound,
Form: Free verse
Slowed
Time has slowed
Not because it’s meant to 
But because 
You think a million things a second

Time has slowed
Not because it wants to 
But because
Pain is fast but last a lifetime

Time has slowed
Not because you’re focused
But because
Everything is happening at once

Time has slowed
Not because it's tranquil
But...

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© Anon Lust  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: slowed, allusion, anxiety, deep, life,
Form: Free verse

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Premium Member Santa Slowed
By horse-cart when Santa Claus rode,
Through our untarred yoyo village road,
Axis like a dough disc,
Broke; Santa was at risk;
Lo! His expedition got slowed...!

30 November 2022...

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Categories: slowed, fun,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Slowed Down Vibration
Slowed down vibration of earth life
More so in waking state
Helps us to discern without strife
Desires that agitate

As we enter silence 
Stirs inner sentience 
Our soul’s blissful presence 

Feel each sensation
Slowed down vibration

23-November-2021
Quietus ...

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Categories: slowed, silence,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member I'VE SLOWED DOWN
As I’ve grown a little older…when I stop to look around
I see life moves as fast as it always has…but it’s me who has slowed down.

As I climb the ladder of life…each year reaching a new rung…
I’m slowed by knees and eyes and ears 
that...

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© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: slowed, age, inspiration,
Form: Rhyme




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