Short Breakneck Poems

Morning train hurtling
down the tracks at breakneck speed,
next stop, who really knows!...

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I do acrobatics by the hour
I am a fast flyer. A real “wower”.
I hold my front legs out ready to seize.
I can fly backwards at a breakneck speed.
Who am I? (Scroll down).
















Dragonfly if you please!...

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Scissors cutting baby curls
Hair dropping at a breakneck pace
Husband arriving at the door
Horror etched upon his face
What are you doing to our baby girl
I simply can't relate
To our darling little girl
Not having curly hair but straight...

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eager exotic eyelashes
doubly dilly dots and dashes
quixotic crazy slashes
friendly farm ashes
wild window splashes
breakneck barley bashes
goodly gnarly gnashes
heavenly hopeful hashes
slick satin like slashes
meandering and marauding mashes
creative corny clashes
boots improvising as goulashes
eager exotic eyelashes...

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And when the end comes
it comes very fast indeed 
Not always in slow motion 
but at breakneck speed 
Said the Woodpecker to the 
larva, I kill Swiftly to feed! 
But you’re just a Cuckoo
see how, your head bleeds
No wait! it’s a Hawk talon 
TWIST SNAP! When Crowing 
one should pay more heed

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Those madcap Victorian horsewomen were super confident
Silly when you realize they were riding at breakneck speeds, sidesaddle
In those day a woman did not know it was okay to wear pants.
The closest thing she could be caught alive in would be pantaloons.
I am staring at the screen years later, wondering ….
Do they break their tailbones when they fall off?
Or do their bustles serve as a landing pillow?...

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Some hours race by at breakneck speed,
So fast they’re almost blurry,
As if, like fire trucks on call,
They’re in the biggest hurry.

While other hours move like snails
Or just like taffy, stretching,
Until we’re forced to check the clock
To try to keep from kvetching.*

Still, time is not in our control.
We lack the needed powers
To change the pace as minutes
Dash or crawl and turn to hours.

*complaining...

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He reads my mind
not intentionally

but casually
saying what I was going to say

Deep prophetic hazel eyes 
full of golds and glimpses of green

Deja Vu and soul travel has
never felt this solid or complete

I cannot look past him
We both smile
Laughter in our eyes first

It thunders through the room
at breakneck speed

We are redundant he says
Fifty years of redundant.

He still takes my breath away...

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Catch a ride on the tail of a comet
   Breakneck speed: Hold on to your bonnet!

Dodge bits and pieces of space-debris
   Obstacle course on the celestial sea

See the planets as they orbit the sun
   Venus, Mars, Jupiter -- watch Mercury run

View constellations like Antares and Polaris
   Swoop past Alpha Centauri, Andromeda and Sirius

Wouldn't it be marvelous to actually do this?
   To fly 'round the heavens -- ecstasy's bliss...

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I am the star shot flare
born in heat and shrapnel
a screaming tunnel where 
landscapes blur and vector 
into breathless lines.

an arc of howling friction
riding the effervescent foam
of a burning star.

---trembling trajectory
---breakneck rattle

too-soon-too-soon

glint of the horizon
wailing vomit streaked sky
converging into the dawn

my momentum --- a breathless gasp
my life-- a ragged blur
My Flame
Lost-In-The-Light...

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No Cobra 427
in my Mustang
come on girls
you know what I mean.

No leather interior
in my Mustang
come on gals
you get what I mean.

My Mustang has the
manual shift
don't you girls
know what I mean?

My Mustang has leather
exterior
can't you gals
get what I mean?

My Mustang races
at breakneck speeds
I ride on his back
a grin on my face.

By now you've guessed
what my Mustang is
not only my ride
he's the friend by my side....

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We
oozed
out of
this place.
A place
formed by
dust,
rock and
gravity.
Born
we
were into
the
infinite
void,
opened our
eyes and here
we are.
How strange.
Now what?
Civilization
as it is,
hasn’t a clue.
The
horizon ahead
is
fuzzy,
unclear.
Change
now
careening ahead,
breakneck
speed,
only speeding up.
What’s next?
Uncertainty.
Gaia,
the global
brain
being built.
All around,
it permeates.
Like
never before.
Get ready for
light
speed....

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at breakneck speeds
escaping ourselves
in distress
avoiding voids
breaking silences
fearing motionlessness
afraid to be alone
with our feelings
with what’s inside
deep within
afraid it might engulf us
implode on us
realizing we’ve lived a lie
afraid to face the unknown
to fall into that abyss
as ominous as
the fear of finding
a tinsel of godliness



AP: 1st place 2022

Submitted on April 25, 2018 for contest END APRIL STANDARD sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST...

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