Piston Poems - Poems about Piston

Seed

...Days have gone by since the moon passes through the sky
I thought it was going to rain but it was just a little drizzle beating against my window pane and the stars move swiftly beneath the cushion ...

September

...Its September
Where is your rain muse ?
weve got our Autumn
I'm drawing a line
on Summer past
like some bedraggled piston
its  chore has gone
The buddleia is slightly drawn
and the red roses ...

About gods of timing belts and spark plugs

...“Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate", most frequently translated as "Abandon all hope, ye who enter here". A. Dante, 14th century Italian poet

They sway the power over mere mortals
They drop ...

Under the Mountain

...you never saw me when i was 
		itching at the sky for answers
	that were never there,

			opening all of the gates and all of the pits
			beyond the Valley of Death,
			still stinking with brim...

The PistonTrain

...Monday morning comes alive with the piston train speeding by, thousands of people gather at the gate and crowd the platform before it was too late.

Monday morning full of passion with hangover lin...

Revealed

...

     In Battery Point, two centuries stayed
     Settlers’ cottage, compact, sandstone stoic
     Paired attic windows see civility made
     From grim past pioneering treachery awoke


   ...

Mary Sue Hank Next Door My Hog And Houndog

...Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night
In my ramshackle torn straw old bed 
The mice are chewing my toes
And the bedbugs bite  
Elephants dancing in my head
I think to myself
"It's not ...

Shades of Monday

...He is cranking up the old rusty engine again, but all that work is in vain, sweat is running from his anxious face and grease is spilling all over the place. There he goes again with his tool bag and...

Nigel and Me

...Nigel likes to talk about planes
And trains and motorbikes.
He has a few friends
Who like the same.
I say to him: "Why does the piston go up and down?"
He tells me,
But I don't really understan...

Life Is a Journey

...Vroom vroom! The car stops to a halt.
Ooh! Dad’s home carrying him varieties of groceries.
Broom Broom! I sweep my room,
Collecting trash using a dustpan. Alas! The place is clean.
Vroom! The dri...

In the Clearing

...two boys racing
dash, dart, tear
airburst in a clearing punched open
arms of piston pumping disperse white funnels
                                             dandelion fluff curling
          ...

Groundswell of Emotional Blessedness

...Groundswell Of Emotional Blessedness

Ebullience exudes from mine every pore
courtesy festive mood in the air,
thus acknowledgment to the following:

thank you All Poetry, COSMOFUNNEL,
Faceboo...

The Railway Station

...Neon lights outlined stalls
in braids of red and green
in the dim cavernous hall
of the railway station.
Muted drum taps of passing feet
and crisscross talk were pierced
by stabbing announcemen...

I'M Dreamin' of a Dry Christmas

...I'm dreamin' of a dry Christmas
just like ones I use to know
where weathermen announce, all use our bypass
where you may go, all clear of night's white snow
I'm a deamin' of a dry Christmas,
jus...

Mother's Day Parade

...You can feel them move through streets
Emblazoned with sirens' primary colors,
A swatch of fjord's colonial flagship hues
Left to slap in the wind of reorderd forms
Until sheared into confetti st...

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