Fireball Poems - Poems about Fireball

Fireball

a yearning of alabaster guilt given birth
from this mouth of words mesmerising
like rings of Saturn, behold encroached
by your retort, cutting if not comic, life
adjacent to corners of some death, you
lit fires with a tongue and let them burn
reeling in oceans, as salamander heads
lined exotic craters of timely eruptions
yet honey melts heaven in a single kiss

Fireball

red-orange fireball
through silhouetted bare forest....
hoary grass 'pon hill 




Date: 12-29-2022
Contest: Ice, snow, or frost 
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
hoary-adj.-grayish white usually meaning frost or white hair of an aged person
The word orange can be pronounced with one or two syllables. I checked in several ways.

Orange Fireball

  An orange fireball so new
Peeks around the naked trees
As seen through the window view
Beyond is hoary grass freeze
   


unfinis'

Fireball Duet

equal top billing
Leonids and Taurids show
~fireball duet






November 15, 2020

The Leonid and Taurid meteor showers promise to light up the night sky this week with shooting stars and bright fireballs. During the next two days (November 16 & 17, 2020) the best time to see the meteor showers will be between midnight and dawn on both

Global Fireball

No more war

We don't it anymore,

To many kids have died

Too many mums and dad's have cried,

For no real cause

Except power, greed and control,

To tighten their hold

Over all that they've destroyed,

From their luxury ivory towers,

Quaffing champagne

While we feel the pain,

Because of their bloody tyrannical reign,

Time and time again

They submit us to the same,

Violence again and again

Innocent

Fireball

sunset spins sad sky

        in raging red and crimson

                       fireball waves goodbye.






3 March 2016.

I'M a Fireball

SAYS WHO?? Each day I wake up I am a fireball of energy, raring to go and everything is going great until my feet hit the floor. Mind you , by then I have expended a vast amount of energy, throwing the duvet to one side, then I have to turn over a full 90

Atomic Fireball

I sit here 
Writing my poetry, 
A tray of atomic fireballs 
Sit in front of me. 

I put one in my mouth 
It feels like my tongue's on fire, 
Feeling like I walked 
Across a live wire. 

Copyright © Cynthia Jones 
Nov.29/2004 

My gawd..... are they HOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Bodies Meet Fireball

Bodies meet fireball
get down to the well of love
To collect bathos

Stellar Fireball

Here’s a starry poem one might call ekphrastic
about an exploding fireball fantastic
from a ‘nova’, imaged with time-lapse clarity,
all the more remarkable for the rarity
of tracking its expansion– which researchers say
engulfs a place in outer space in just a day
as great as where the orbit of our Earth holds its sway,
at a distance of fifteen thousand

The Aftermath of Fireball Friday

fireball friday,
hello
you know i did not
miss you at all
the cool air freezes
my eyes favorably
foggy
i relax inside the
zonule of aftermath
paradise
with green tea
ginger ale in hand
and carelessness
concrete in stature,
i start the hose and
retire that fireball
that is merciless to
the touch
i cut on some roy
orbison because i
happen to dig the
man
after that, me,
mitch, and jenny
will take a ride to
the havana

Witch's Fireball

She pulls back her arm
In order to forcefully produce
A ball of fire
To land upon a man
Wandering alone down a lonely street
Just minding his own business
To be instantly killed
By a fireball

She produced this fire
In order to fulfill a quota
That quota for Halloween
In order for her powers
To be complete
Forcefully she throws these fireballs
To gather men’s souls
And contort

The Sun Set Fireball Red

The sun set like a fireball but invisible
Clouds had the it hidden from view
So the sun won the battle 
Casting the whole western cloudy sky red
Even clouds wrapped to the northeast paled pink
Beauty for humans ~ animals? to behold
Blessings to end the day, excitement at God's paintbrush
Thank you God for your love and bounty

Cody came

Bernie Kinnears Fireball Auto

YOU ARE IN A CAR WITH CHARCOAL BLAZING IN THE BOOT....DID IT EXPLODE :)
Bernie Kinnear was a blacksmith who  needed charcoal
so they brought some by car to the smithy...trouble was it came to life and set fire to
the boot of the car
Bernie Kinnear
Dirranbandi Blacksmith   1900 +
Mark said it was smoking and Harold

Fireball

Hugh Maple tree turns
Into a fireball from sun
People need Son's fire

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