Fizz Poems - Poems about Fizz

A sudden spark, a vibrant gleam, The mind takes flight on wings so bold, A flowing river like a dream, Where stories wait yet to be told, A whispered muse, then hands unfold. ©bfa030525 ...

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The year-end creeps, mercuries freeze, And buzz up English dictionaries, All in a forward gear To find Word of the Year, Which, for Oxford is the slang rizz— An argot not so clear, Froth less, bubbleless beer, Or a cola lost of all fizz! __________________________________ Happenings...

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By the gray rivers flowing, the recently revived, bob along like Champaign corks in the swift current. The dead always pop too soon, even when you pull their corks with long lamentations. The fizz-fuse keeps burning. Morning finds them on-going, restored and drifting among the detritus of our own sad endings. They are not ghosts, you gave them names, but they do not answer when...

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... God said to assist... and so I do " ... you can't have science..." without a bit of God, I real-eyes d; ... ... and then God said, "... it's true..." so she signed her find... "... and that's MY kungfu..." ~The Tech.Nique~...

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Mr. Fizz, a pretty cat, is quiet hoping no one notices him Safe inside the pocket of his big pal Old Jim Jim takes him to McCoy’s Restaurant and he pokes out his head. That’s quite the cat you got there, says his pal, Lemon loving Ed. Shhh! Jim replies, looking around to see where the waitress is. She would...

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hark bliss beats shout fire without smoke don’t doubt the fizz 28-May-2022...

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Soma nectar drips, as bliss current grips our heart’s attention, in jubilation. Free from narrow doubt, love begins to sprout, bursting forth as light, to our soul’s delight. Transfiguration in celebration heightens joy quotient, moment by moment. Amidst the bliss rise, unfed ego dies. That that remains is as is, a bliss fizz. 20-April-2022...

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Cascading bliss fizz tornado Spirals burrow third eye Whistle blows! Ready, steady go! Rapture, at a new high Heart’s ecstasy’s unbound The one hand clapping sound All around does resound It’s gotten to this Cascading bliss fizz 04-March-2022 Quietus ...

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Fizz- mongering *,the selfie of olden days fizz ..or face ..that is to say monger ...a merchandiser..to sell both phrases forgotten..ditched of late for my English languages..changes..& never dates *portrait. artist...

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bliss vibe heightens words describe not divine joy ride 07-December-2020 (reversed Than Bauk) Entered for: Bauk Than - Than Bauk poetry contest Sponsor: charles messina...

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No steps to take Once ego we forsake For all the doing Enabling our becoming Is automatically taken care By our choice to pair With the love vibration Simply by entering cessation Our orientation acceptant We flow in the current Imbibing the bliss elixir Across all body vectors Heightened climaxing delight Throbbing within day & night Such is is-ness of being-ness In a continuum of stillness At play within 06-November-2020...

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Magnetic bliss tingle bringing about rapture an ineffable ecstasy as a permanent feature Accompanying calm a tranquil continuum our joy ineffable delighting in freedom Bubbles of agitation yet sometimes arise as a gentle reminder that we are far from wise Yet for the most part many nodes within ignited actuality of our being-ness is that we remain delighted Physicality of it is clear the Sushumna throbbing dwelling in unending climax an...

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Here is my debut poem about prison A mighty fine place to do your biz in Residents use the corner to take a whiz in Add soapy water ~ Presto! A 'Fizz-in!'...

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Imagine a living light Self luminous & bright Alive & aglow in the Sushumna funnel Emanating rays of magnetic bliss radial This is how it is The elixirous fizz Radiating inside out as ignition in renewal The climaxical explosion a throb continual Time alone can tell How bliss will swell Bubble of form fragile feels rising intensity Leaving it to God to determine life or...

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an angel’s face a cherub’s heart a devil in blue jeans her eyes say what lips may not with tender glance it seems could I ever hope to want what is so out of reach what is it that she has I find so thoroughly complete I stare in wonder stand in awe before unfinished work gaze upon a tranquil beauty where only...

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