Short Centrifugal Poems
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On the horizon;
swirling centrifugal clouds;
dance their wicked dance.
Feasting as they roam about;
hurricanes always eat well
Centripetal force of a
whirling waterbottle, captured in it
the tornado of our youth
and reflecting a goofy smile.
Dare you say centrifugal?
Dare you graze the edge of a sharpened sword?
Glowing bluesy marble out in space
Centrifugal spin never ends
Swirl of “Crayola” colors
Dance in the universe
I wish I could dance
Out there with you
And all the
Others
Too.
Pressure gives birth.
It surrounds the offspring
with an impenetrable wall of stormy winds,
that allow nothing in.
Yet, within, there is calm, quiet
protected by centrifugal force.
Inside the eye of the storm,
I wait.
Lamplight moon sits watching me;
watching her,
through my telescope.
Sister Moon floats
in centrifugal dance,
never
becoming dizzy.
When she tires,
brother Sun will dance In her place,
while she sleeps.
S Saturn whirls, twirls, in centrifugal dance
A Around in cosmic ecstasy
T Twirling, turning she’ll entrance.
U Undreamt fantasies woven in her
R Rings, play out in 4/4 cosmic rhythm in
N Notes of click-clanking, tinkly, icy drums.
5-28-2021
Planet Poetry Contest
Matt Caliri
Aglow she sits and smiles down at Mother Earth; illuminating the dark night sky.
Her crimson skin blushes and I watch as she spins into blood; her centrifugal body hides behind shadow; her palette…orange to crimson rouge.
A celestial waltz; the dance of the heavens; Venus is jealous tonight.
Fibs --
Poems --
Not lies --
Poetry --
Based on a series
That slowly unfolds like a seed,
At first you hardly notce that the fib has started,
Then the lines that were once so constricted suddenly open like branches of a tree;
This is its nature and ever-expanding essential meaning and centrifugal motion of the exhilarating Fibonacci!
Centrifugal bliss,
they twirl, whirl, swirling;
a square dance in the void.
Vibrant marbles in euphoric flight,
gasses in party-mingling,
while Saturn’s rings promenade.
Single’s pass through black holes,
weaving the ring to the
square-dance tunes
of the Universes.
Written 7-1-19
"The Universe Poetry Contest"
Nina Parmenter
“Beyond Reason”
Myth and reality,
The language of dreams,
A vision of god
Wrapped in creation scenes.
Myth and reality,
A visceral truth,
Unified dogma
A centrifugal spoof.
Scattered and atomized
Mankind searches
For an integrating structure
Bestowing meaning and purpose.
Methodological limitations
Chasten and humble.
In the final analysis
Ideologies crumble.
Beyond the gaze of the sun lies paradise
The lights on the horizon entice
dreamy thoughts of many men
their hopes and dreams when
prayers sent
the
air is rent,
with love so sincere
afraid, yet wanting to hear,
love blossoms, will wings of hope suffice.
Beyond the gaze of the sun lies paradise
My middle word is the
Penned 10 February 2015
Form should be called centrifugal
The rain dashed itself against the asphalt.
Angled, silver, shards, pummeled the pavement,
Pelted puddles in a staccato rhythm.
Rapidly expanding and contracting circles,
Cha cha-ed to the sound of castanets.
Drain grills gaped and filled gurgling.
Geysers erupted from the centrifugal spin of tires.
The din of tin-tapped metal brightened the air.
And with the lushness of life and rebirth;
A spring day dawned.
my knees are squeezing tightly, my arms wrapped around your waist
a cool breeze, the morning sun, a quiet highway on which we run
centrifugal force in motion, as you pop the clutch
chest to back, the muffler crack, as we hit the open road
low clouds in the mountains offer a beautiful view
heading to Catalina, a first for me and you
the Victory purring loudly, an awesome humming sound
this vibration I'm feeling has nothing to do with bike
PULLING THE TRIGGER
a centrifugal shot
captivating
officers investigating
knocking on doors
across the street
silence
until a single mother
returns
a siren screams
for two hours
the coroner
appears, placid
neighbors nudged
the mother, of one son,
outside, where oxygen
could not breathe
where a home, once stood
only walls speak
neighbors listen
tenuously
9/15/2017
Saturn dreams reveal her secrets; icy rings speak as I ride her carousel. In the frigid playground called space; intense friction, centrifugal force builds spinning marbles in a dark void, support one another. God gave secrets to Enoch, now each planet, confirms in dreams, what Enoch knew. I ride the rings but, feel no chill; souls need no coat; Enochian wisdom; miraculous secrets.
Planets dance around,
Celebrating joyfully;
Never bored with life.