Octane Poems - Poems about Octane

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

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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......

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...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......

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...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 ......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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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...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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...On the way out the door by morning Keys still in the lock for strangers Stop at the bank for a cash transaction Empty is the account which has no funds E......

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...Messiah’s portent His advent, descent, ascent Returns to cement Apostates conspire To douse the prophet's hellfire But reap God's backfire Curse your weighted scale Your oppression leaves ......

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...a fox runs up to me and asks me for directions i reply to old sly by shrugging my shoulders and having a seat the fox then lays down next to me to watch the sunset and take in the brisk morni......

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...Day-193 “Very Bad Santa Crawl” Once upon a time I wandered upon this scene Was quite a jolly bunch Down in New Orleans Down on Bourbon Street Where bad boys and girls come to play Some ......

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...Used to be this high octane poet Running outta gas, my poems sure show it Need a fillup Injection up my butt Of phrases like “grease monkey in the pit”......

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