Gears Poems - Poems about Gears

Up your gears Cheat your fears Drown your doubts And move up Learn a trade And how to trade Be a master In your game Conceal your cards Evade the darts Be smart and wise And score good...

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Daffodils were bobbing, I never thought to ask why? January was the coldest - dreams don't care and the yellow trumpets were almost speaking and I almost listening. However, sex got through this bucolic view, the daffs turned into a belly dancer I once admired in Luxor. Now I am being scolded by a demi-god with goat horns on his curly head. It's not happy with my expansive outlook. I need...

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Once moving, In conjunction with another. Moving gears relate, One to the other. Turning once, Moves another. As beasts eat, Predation follows the score. ...

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When mankind has been using gears, levers and pulleys, For thousands of years, To speed things up, Or slow things down, To make it possible to take heavier loads uphill, And to go faster on straight roads. Then came clocks to measure the passing of time. And with many machines geared to the speed needed, For their required tasks, One would think that humankind...

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There are those who are haunted by the vastness of eternity, and those who choose to live and die in denial it hold’s a place for them. All the while the gears of time grind on with no concern of those who would curse or bow before them....

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Look closely you will see my gears grinding, they race like a bullet down the highway; Ping pong against the walls inside my head, my hyperactive mind’s always running; It won’t slow down even on a good day, the story behind my eyes is pure dread; I never see that point of no return flying past a sign that says...

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Sam sung: "A Change Is Gonna Come." So many since then. The politics of pain and gain, all the smashed windows, the struck dumb widows. Mind-works unearthing the terminal. The young riddled with old slugs turn to the black hooded judge imploring hands or clenched fists revolving around forever sad eyes. Inevitable change leaving town to seek new ways to anesthetize yesterday, drag racing across tomorrow, a classic...

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What know you about a rich wife’s fears? How she feels when her man her wealth nears? Watches her the scene and marked pain bears Or ahead goes to shed obvious tears? A Neighbor Eve I have who goat rears And her Charlton pays back in arrears: Smiles of understanding, soon great fears; She could from him run with...

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Gears turn my thoughts Perhaps it's not that bad But my mouth butchers the words A strange alien language I speak Those closest to me barely understand A twisted poet, I am Circumstances have led me to this I cannot speak how I used to My writing stayed the same...

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Never stir up be-stilled waters By throwing stones, peace matters. It’s no use dwelling on spent years That might well up long dried tears, Nor yet musing on morrow’s cheers, Hold on to now, neutral gears. In now’s vast bosom doth live life, Nowhere else is life so rife. Look, an infant on mother’s breast, Look, he’s on time’s tallest crest. ______________________________ Reflections |31.12.2020| Couplets Topic: past,...

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Happiness burns, Its a forest fire, Accidents happen. Something forgotten that glows, Extra bright, Too bright Too silver Too gold. Or lacking skin there of by which the light gleams, It burns in the blood, In your chest, Up your neck, It just burns, And then it catches fire, And it rages. The crackling of memories buried long beneath hopes, They burn, And the gears of the heart begin to grind, And...

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In life we go through many phases. And our minds go to many places. Some people stay right where they are. And sadly, don't go very far. It's when we get outside ourselves. And climb down off those dusty shelves. That we can find a whole new world. And spend them nuts that we have squirreled. It seems that in today's society. You need...

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Dear people, Grant it be a solid marble, marble, a slate or granite marble, it is still a stony marvel of a marble. -TheThird rock away, with just the right light to stay, way far from bright ...(yet just right for life) It’s flight, flies at faces, at high paces, far out and...

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Driving down the highway, 90 miles an hour, trying to get back to you, so I could give you flowers. The truck she was purring like a kitten, sweet sounding as she could be. Sometimes seems she knew, we were headed home you see. What a wonderful truck she is, never to give me grief, always ready in a flash, to my great relief. Then all of...

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spending time, charmed by all the goodies ...a weight room, pool and foosball tables and a padded room with a wrestling mat and dummies. a kids paradise. Little girls backflipping, colliding with little boys. ...with choke holds and all. upon disembarking this adventure, past the fountain, and stepping on ritzy road of the very rich, the school age thinker asks, with...

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