Best Velocity Poems
"Now if there is an aether wind, it is clear that , relatively to an observer on the earth, light signals will seem to travel faster with the wind than across it, and faster across it than against it" ( Bertrand Russell: ABC of Relativity)
VELOCITY
from each to the next
until you find yourself going
an hour faster than the first
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I came in to day with a question in hand
Is my money as free as my hand
How many way can the tide be loosing
How many way can man be doubt
I came in to day with a question in hand
Is my money as free as my hand
To assumption that cash flow simply
As stream water is wash it all away
To hold my position crowd a dime
To win at time where is mine
I came in to day with a question in hand
Is my money as free as my hand
If cash flow free and my money is of hand
What is he meaning of a good man
I came in to day with a question in hand
Is my money as free as my hand
Terminal velocity maximum thrill, always falling against my will,
Acceleration gives me a chill, supersonic speed but standing still…
Falling in love with just one look, my romantic desires by the brook,
An exotic escapade by the book, lavish lavender skies is all it took…
Falling into Oblivion beyond my control, lamenting life takes its toll,
Landing in a diminishing dust bowl, the decreasing of my silent soul…
Realities that mirror illusions, amidst fast binding fraudulent fusions,
Increasing speeds of idol inclusions, I’m sinking into secular seclusions…
Falling in dreams wide awake, viewing scenes as they slide and shake,
Jump into my mind and see it ache, fall into my heart and see it break…
Fast falling into the unknown, reaching now where the wind has blown,
I am the King who has lost his thrown, forever falling finite on my own.
May.27.2020
Falling Poetry
Sponsored by
Kai Michael Neumann
N/A for contest
It's out in plain sight, cultivated in fields;
our science has made it increasingly strong.
Morality, stigma no longer are shields;
it's held in esteem by our youth in their song.
There's simply no way to predict what this yields.
The precipice looms large; we're racing, headlong.
Pursuing oblivion, seeking the high.
Societal enigma: no one asks why...
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for the Ottava Rima Poetry Contest
sponsored by Milt Hankins
written on 09/09/2022
I fall
Headed for a crushing death
I scream to the wind so deaf
I took the leap
So faith please do keep
I fall
Into the atmosphere,
But still gasping for air
Seemingly fresh and clear,
But so cold and unsure
I fall
Like a waterfall
Drops
With passion and power and rage
Teardrops
I fall
Like a brick wall
Out of control
I fall
My terminal velocity
Cancelled out
By my escape velocity
Burning out
I fall
From the heavens where angels fly
Where the doves play
And I start to pray
For the hawk not to prey
I fall
Hoping the clouds will catch my fall
And the wind will run out of speed and stall
I fall
Upside-down and flipside up
To hear prayers going up
And my heartbeat to maximum rate
I fall on my knees hoping to spare my feet
I fall
To imitate the wing
It never flaps back
And carrying this ring
There’s no turning back
I fall
To see the beauty below
Of blue and green and the white of snow
And finally understand creation
And appreciate your natural selection
I fall
For days into nights
And weeks into months
Without food and drink
With my existence on the brink
I fall
Past this life and past the earth
Into your life and into my rebirth
I fall
With your love, hoping, as my parachute
Kissing the wind in my face as your substitute
I see your smile reflected on the face of the moon
In the midst of my depths I don't doubt you’ll be mine soon
I fall
Forever through
Until nothing can carry me
I fall
Forever true
Until only you can save me
I fall
Into you
I fall
For you
Our minds would be riddled with confusion,
If we did not depend upon illusion.
With our planet spinning at a rate
Yet we think it is a steady state.
That constant stellar glow at night
Flashes at us with the speed of light.
And while the sun shifts through the air
of its speed we are unaware.
What we see from planet earth
Is but a snapshot of stars' birth.
We would feel bewildered and aghast
If we understood our view was of the past.
It feels like it is just the present
Which allows our minds to give assent.
Just think how your mind received a jolt
When in a train carriage at a halt
A sense of motion over you did play
As the train beside you pulled away.
To reality we do seem blind
As nature plays tricks upon our mind.
VENUS VELOCITY
the mighty Aphrodite
flaunts her voluptuous
Venus Velocity
a beauty of note
with potential to
transform and
emote
she even outdid
Helen of Troy
but alas…
Prince Paris
chose Helen
which started a
war
her symbol the dove
a peace offering
which is odd
as she controlled
and manipulated her
love
Venus Velocity
which leads us to
life’s truthful sting
looks are and always
will be
everything
© Kim van Breda—10 February 2015
Viscosity and Velocity of Animosity
We wondered how thick would be viscosity,
As well as the speed determined by velocity;
Breath took away,
Every day;
May have been involved with much animosity.
Jim Horn
his gulosity grew at such velocity – an atrocity
I'm not sure what it is,
but for every uttered word,
there is a thought process.
I know; some are saying,
"What about the 'thoughtless'
utterances we often make?"
And there has to be something
between 'garbage in, garbage out'.
Let's just table those thoughts.
Whether conscience or not,
although mostly unconscientious,
brain mechanisms are hard at work.
Somewhere between the hearing
and speech, a train of thought
is working on the brainy rails.
We heard it with our ears, and
in response, we spoke as if without
much thought, but before we could
speak it, conduits of communication
were authorized and proper responses
were released to us.
It is much faster than the Super Shuttle
traveling 17,500 miles per hour. It is
said that while a space shuttle is in orbit
at that speed, the crew will see a sunrise
every 45 minutes. * Wow!
On some rare occasions
where telepathy may be in play, one may
know the question and the answer before
either is expressed. And if God is in the equation,
activation may very well transcend time and
space. And I do now confess. I am not sure
that I understand what I just wrote.
112322PSCtest, Just Before Release. Unseeking Seeker
*Space Travel Quotation
See all of her beauty painted in those words.
Feel the warm silk of her voice flowing softly.
Reaching out closes the immeasurable distance.
She folds time as if it were a sheet of paper,
She folds paper knowing it is a piece of time.
I have bathed in her kindness.
I would have drowned in her love.
Mr Rate of Increase of Speed and Mr Rate of Change in Velocity.
Mr Rate of Increase of Speed and
Mr Rate of Change in Velocity took advantage of
Mr Machine for
Increasing the Speed and
Energy of
Charged Particles for
being too agreeable. They have
too much expression of
acceptance in them and
too much applaud of
praise type in
them.
the essence at hand
abandons every demand
silenced voices on the highest ledge
gravity incites a nudge
leads the inspired urge
fly's the spirit, feeds a need
where a dream once held the key
a beauty shattered piece by piece
the heart of a diamond refusing to beat
held tight inside clasped hands
fingers grip and squeeze
the jagged slivers cut shrewd
trading fractures in a precious jewel
for handfuls of moot
the sparkling debris shroud weeping eyes
I left my love
for a chance to fly
the promise inside everything
and nothing more than sky
soft whispers liberate the plunge into flight
desire drives the enchanted ride
wings unfold to soar over great divide
Terry D'Arcy-Ryan
the Soul of the World
Keeps me spinning, resonating
By the hour glass, bodies move
Planetary cadences, tidal pull
Sun is outstretched and burning
Passion ignites each day
After reconciliation of sleep
We keep moving
In relationshio together
The gravity of our bond
Sealed tight in life's song
Your porous boundaries ripe
For strength and direction
Velocity keeps us spinning
Where will we go?
On chosen nights through city bright
Knowing passion eclipses the waves
Held tight in soul's release
Endless days for raptured feet
How fast love may fly and blindingly seize
The day by the tail and shake and stir
The pan-handled embers of ashen unease
Spontaneous ignition released in a blur.
Velocity burning, shedding it's flame
Through channels of ocean and plateaus of land,
Folds in on itself, reforms once again,
Sonic and yearning and begging my hand.
I reach out to touch it, to gather it near,
But ghosts of your image are too swift to die,
Dissolving and melting, a drab atmosphere
Settles on me as my eyes liquefy.
The tracks of the tears in serpentine haste
Shed downhill to nowhere in vanishing streams,
Velocity craving the vision and taste
Of flesh in the distance, the substance of dreams.