Octane Poems - Poems about Octane

Half-Skunked Drunks

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A truckful of drunks
half-skunked boozers
gun racks in the back
unlucky losers
pulled up to the pumps
for a gallon or two
only high octane
tanked would do
then one had a bad itch
h...

Come forth our Angel of the North Stokesy

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Come forth our Angel of the North
Working class…but VIP pass…standing sentry for cricketing gentry
Towering injury tarnished Talisman penury
Revarnished..primacy rebooted for his mooted destiny ...

Babbling Brook or Dirty Harry

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Michelin star cricketing cook…by hook or crook.. so canny..will find every nook and cranny…if you took a look at the record..score or text book ..won’t have forsook ..our dutiful..beautiful babblin...

Bazball or Bazbat goes soft and flat

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Alright have to admit that whole drole Bazball or Baz Bat cool cat vibe…rabbit out of hat tribe.. is taking its toll..sunk in a hole..losing it’s goal and soul..not being a vitriol troll..maybe nee...

the end of everything

...The end of everything

The master of the old tank ship that resembled a schooner
sat fretting in his cabin; for twenty years, he had been
the master of the vessel, a friendship between the animat...

Feelings

...Feelings are the octane 
of words...they drive our
poetry: A skip and a jump,
tripping the imagination
fantastic!...

Curmudgeons Have Nothing Very Much Also

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Stars, 
what can you say about them
- not a lot.
The slightest bit of cloud cover
and they’re gone.

Butterflies…
folks got a lot of things to say 
about butterflies
 - not me though
(bug...

Emotions Of Lava

...I’m not one to whisper,
I’d rather stay silent;
Emotions of lava 
erupt leaving their ash;
Pain peels out like magma;

I’m not one to whisper 
to hide a wicked scream;
Not blessed with a soft...

After a harvest of queensland cane

...I was awed by the noise..As breath indrawn.? Of mighty
Giants in unseen form..' immediatly after grew the
Vivid lemon walls..towering ramparts a firestorm! fissures
Of red, glints of blue..With a ...

Appreciation

...Without memory there can be no insight. Without love, there can be no appreciation.
Anne Rice

From the deepest recesses of the crowded hall
Came a thunderous applause that shook the walls...

My heart works eight times three

...My heart works eight times three; in search of passions' prosperity
Hidden in darkness, I crave the simplest of the lights' normality
My mind won't stray; embracing the loudest of rhymes melody
Wo...

Paddy

...Paddy

His name is Padraig Torrin McWheaten of County Cork, esq. – Paddy for short!  He is Celtic mischief with deep brown eyes the color of Irish sod, a big, black gumdrop nose and a wavy wheat co...

Magic Patrick

...Written By:  D. Collins 11/21/22


Magic Patrick


Magic Patrick can pull a rabbit from a hat.
No matter how far down, he always comes back.
Runnin...

The End of Everything

...The end of everything

The master of the old tank ship that resembled a schooner
sat fretting in his cabin; for twenty years he had been
the master of the ship, a friendship between the animate
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Kindred Spirits

...Yours is my sacred non-zero soul
core center shared
within

Surrounded by your robust
fertile 
masculine energy

Not to exploit
and yet not too shy

Not too retractive
nor extractive,
eq...

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