Short Blast Off Poems

If I had a rocket ship I would be gone.
You would never see me again.
You would wonder about me.
Or maybe not.
I do not care.
I love the idea.
Of a blast off....

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Here lie the bones of Ethel Carter
Scatolologist and expert farter
Her life she said had been a blast …
‘Twas on the John that Ethel passed!


Killing with an Epigram Poetry Contest

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05/05/22...

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It’s time to
		          Blast off
		        To cast off
		     Cares and fears, 
	            Snares and tears.
		  
                          It's time
                   To heal, unwind 
		  To steel your mind
		   And steal the show
		         Now GO!...

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I abhor those newfangled air driers
which blast your hands with hot air
It’s paper towels that this gal requires
but there's none - shucks life just isn’t fair!

YOUR BEST FOUR-LINE LIGHT VERSE Poetry Contest

Sponsored by L Milton Hankins

08/17/21...

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rOCKRt  BLAST OFF
                             By James Edward Lee Sr.
 rOCKEt    BLAST OFF
by James Edward Lee Sr.

Ten
Nine, eight,
Seven, six,
Five, four, three, two,
One...We have lift off.
"Houston, WE HAVE-
A PROBLEM,
SYSTEMS
DOWN"

"WE
HAVE A
PROB SIGHTING.
DYNASTIC SHOWN
COMPUER
HARDDRIVE
CRASH"

12/06/17...

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Listen to poem:

Preflight Starlight
David J Walker

After a nine-month countdown
The small light 
Ignited into life
Blasting off like a rocket 
Seemingly slow 
Hanging low for a moment 
In the sky
then gone	
Where and how far it will go
Is reflected in the show of
Unperfected engineers 
Potential, they say 
Is in the Stars-light
Soaring on a course charted
In the DNA of preflight...

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Red #1
Entry #4
2-24-12

Over a pencil box
You and I start to fought
This war will never stop
It was on and off
I was on the verge of blast off
You make me wanna drop
You bother me
Why can't you see?
That you hurt me
Now finally
I made a temporary stop
But I still think you're unbearable
But Now We made peace
I made my first move
To improve
And We both approved
I'm so glad you're finally nice to me...

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Life shoots up.
Blood was up.
Blood everywhere.
Single cell God's
blast off
from primordial mud,
sexual reproduction is tried,
a million years of experimentation
leads to porn and love
which is defined as life.
Baby God's fill up
unspeakable voids in the human heart
then quite by chance,
amoeba learn to plug into
the Universe,
blood becomes interconnected and digital
nanobots infiltrate, replicate - machines mate.
A metamorphosis, a miracle!

God loses interest....

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