Light Bulb Poems - Poems about Light Bulb

Light Bulb Thinker settled down to concentrate on work Ideas were parading, from his job he did not shirk. Librarians hushed their clientele, so LBT could think. Phrases and vocabulary came to him in green, yellow and pink. Wonder what is happening? Another thinker asked. Not sure, said the book worm, is he comfy and masked? Does he have to be?...

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LIGHT BULB MOMENTS so stark   it feels delicate &  ethereal involving chance  summoned to an alternate  encounter an  exercise in the capricious so esoteric pleasingly  conjured   to preserve the affectionate imbuing it with feeling frozen spectacular   conceptual illuminates    the scene NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable. Copyright...

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LIGHT BULB MOMENTS so stark   it feels delicate &  ethereal involving chance  summoned to an alternate  encounter an  exercise in the capricious so esoteric pleasingly  conjured   to preserve the affectionate imbuing it with feeling frozen spectacular   conceptual illuminates    the scene NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable. Copyright...

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A Light Bulb Moment Miracle Man 2/9/2022 To special people I’ve bequeathed some treasure, with no strings attached its theirs to hold. Thinking it will give them identical pleasure, not realizing many times their re-gifted or sold. Just because some object has been a treasure to me, doesn’t mean that another will view it the same. My thinking is, theirs, this object will always...

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dainty scavenger floats down onto a mystery orb peeks through her pretty window wondering at the sheer beauty of this effervescent petal something mystical about her An anomaly in the woods Possibly grown by the Felled tree Never saw a full grown oak landing in this spot before A magic moment...

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I was lost, despondent, not figuring out my life in any way When a flashing light bulb that was dying became my mentor. She hissed at me, but I did not hear. I saw her blink, but did not linger. Hey you! She finally yelled. Desperate to straighten me out. "I am dying," she told me. "This is your last chance." This...

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Every Idea Won't Be a Light Bulb Moment, 1/15/2018 Tom Every idea won't be a light bulb moment, But great ideas can begin with you! Generally, a great idea, is worth no more than it's core thoughts, and no less than the elation associated with it. ...

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My mother loved me into wonderfulness An odd child, too unusual for school. I was sent home the first day, with a note. I watched my mother’s face, for nuances. A small wavering cheek dimple would have Confirmed my most horrid fears. I could tell by the whisperings of the day The teacher did not want me there Would my mother feel shame? Would...

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Every Idea Won’t be a Light Bulb Moment But Great Ideas Can Begin with You! 1/15/2018 Generally, a great idea, Is worth no more that its core thought’s, And no less than the elation associated with it. Tom ...

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I felt cold winter winds upon My face, my hands, my ears, Wet blowing snowflakes, chilly white, That to my eyes brought tears. I was outside hanging lights That would in darkness glow And with their multicolored rays Create for all, snow shows. When plugged in, up atop the roof, All bulbs but one beamed bright, I knew that it was "climb up time", Up there...

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I felt cold winter winds upon My face, my hands, my ears, Wet blowing snowflakes, chilly white, That to my eyes brought tears. I was outside hanging lights That would in darkness glow And with their multicolored rays Create for all, snow shows. When plugged in, up atop the roof, All bulbs but one beamed...

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A light bulb that when turned on is faint and low, range amber flow then as it warms the given light glows bright and strong filling the room. A love born of friendship inspires and gives life to each other ...

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(Haikus from my short poetry collection in Greek: Se ?????? st????? ??????asµ????, Perched on a few verses, translated by me.) A broken light bulb. It’s dawning. The naked street. A butterfly. --- Upon the branches of dawn, the day’s rustling silk dreams....

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His beat rages for hours darting to the computer table without time to greet Mom or Dad as the light pops every minute; wired in space, lost in blank words when he speaks, enthralled to level up and gain power points because he cares more for video than human talk. The light on the screen aims at Tekken and aliens raging...

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