Best Whirrs Poems

A lawnmower whirrs in the distance
My neighbor has gotten ambitious
The sun shines upon my head
As I sit upon my deck
I feel the warm rays soak into my skin
Am I tanning yet?
The bees are busy buzzing 
Stopping only to drink from sweet blossoms
Birds are calling happily
Back...

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purple profusion 
pine green supported....
hummingbird's whirrs    ...

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Indian summer. 
Fierce days – radiating heat 
From sun, road and walls.

Still, humid nights when
Spent, I hunt elusive sleep.
Blessed air-con whirrs.

Cool dawn brings relief.
Face lifts to every breeze.
Autumn IS coming.

Bright skyscrapers gleam
Across the bay, dawn-painted –  
Gold, rose, mauve and grey.

Captive on sand-flats –...

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She whips and whirrs, wild and wanton
Gaia’s grasses nearly come out of the earth
She is in a frenzy, stirring things up and away
At first it is scarves and paper plates, then there is an eerie calmness.

A quiet, deadly, silence and a black sky at two...

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The last plasma puff of the engine invites them out
Of the vessel, wearing refrigerated high-tech suits
Equipped complete with claw-like studs gripping cracked grout,
Fighting for balance against the gusts in their pursuit.

Tsal pulls out the holo-tablet to map their position
And consult the travel plan. The air...

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I set the date
Hope I am not late
To save some souls
From chilly fate

The year of our Lord
Dial one nine, one two
From my home-based lab
After locking in-situ

A gyro spins
A crackle, a flash
I land on the deck
With a terrible crash

Oh souls that surround me
Running here and around
Never...

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Even amongst the hums and whirrs and hisses
coming from behind the counter
Its so easy
In the pretentious mist of this artsy café
To pick up
And draw on
The stained remains of conversation;
Some so Avant Garde
Andy Warhol would vomit.
Drenched in pomposity
Peppered with multi-syllabic phrase,
And thoughtful hums between beard strokes.
These...

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Wide awake in the pitch of night   
is when they come   
drifting in and out dreams   
dancing between real and fantasy   

declaration sits within the heart 
and is always felt   
each time different but the same   
the longing oft...

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Apricot sunrise that changes
Fast turning to gold
Whispy angels' wings dot a blue sky
Fog shawls the forest bold

Coyotes yap yap in the woods
One lone lookout crow caws
As the roosters crow the sun up
The sun wakes diamonds' awe

A glistening dew caresses all;
Lingers; kisses leaf and grass
Pecan's silhouette...

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The succulent awaits the sun
That pink streak now rising
Stretched across a gray blue sky
It's magenta blossoms abiding

Change happens very swiftly each
morn, the sky's color shifts
Now sand like the ocean's shore
That constantly pitches and drifts

Oh! The stillness fills the soul
Colors flash upon a screen
Beauty displayed blesses...

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Leave me on this island
Leave me on Elba to die
I don't mind
Actually I do
I'm just the shyest man alive
And maybe to her
I'm not even so much as a boy
"Only boys play games"

I was never in the game to begin with

I say one thing
Then contradict myself
Because...

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A thrill of autumn debutant debrief 
with row on row of bushes blooming red    
releasing winds of change upon the reef    
autumn bids her hues of mournful reds ;
the bristle pinecone clings to scented pine
and dances in the breeze...

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Raving gang!
Nation in a mirthful mood,
Whirrs of discordant triumph,  
Eyes steaming noxious passion. 

        Look about! 
Revelry boils over;  
Death in the embrace of a squall 
Eddies skyward; the stench chokes. 

        The...

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Resemblance
by Michael R. Burch

Take this geode with its rough exterior—
crude-skinned, brilliant-hearted ...
a diode of amethyst—wild, electric;
its sequined cavity—parted, revealing.
Find in its fire all brittle passion,
each jagged shard relentlessly aching.
Each spire inward—a fission startled;
in its shattered entrails—fractured light,
the heart ice breaking.

Originally published by Poet Lore



Geode

Love—less than...

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My eyes stare straight,
fixated on something in the distance, 
humming a song that would send chills,
if you ever got the chance to listen.

A padded cell and a straitjacket,
the doctor giving one of his ‘visits,’
his moans filled the padded room,
as did the sound of flesh slapping...

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