Short Cogs Poems

The inventors are disappointed 
By how many cogs are in their machine....

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In machine kingdom,
thousand minds work in chorus
smoothly like clockwork!...

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The mirrored reflection
Seeking power of 
The soul's anatomy
Motivates the cogs
Of heart's engine ....

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Case of cogs and springs
Numbers and rhythm keep time
Remember to wind

By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX...

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A blue marbled sky,
High morn' moon,
Roosters crowing
      and chatting chicks,
Listening to cogs
Falling in clicks....

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Thoughts

Jump

Dance round

Jive, jumble

Inside my brain's ruts.

My cranium's cogs, and those gears

Move, organize, store, discard until condensed retained...

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My eyes hurt as I awake
When a lack of sleep attacks me
Another difficult time waking up
Although, less difficult than the last
I struggle to keep my cogs working,
As I leave the comfort behind
And start anew...

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An explosion occurred at the nearby car plant
In a road where my son often jogs
He isn’t today, he says that he can’t
Cos it’s raining Datsun cogs.



30 December 2021
For contest: Weather Poetry
Sponsor: Angela Tune...

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blunt open razor 
       shaving atoms off my face 
           pimples are irksome 
          i’ve had a terrible day
    as cogs appear through my jaw
       

This or That, Vol 3 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh | 
knifes edge prompt 
Syllable counter ps 5/7/5/7/7...

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The mechanics of the clock
The stutter of the ticks and tocks
The cogs eternally clenching teeth
Singing songs from underneath
The changing features of the clock face
Each hand steadfast in its place
Pendulum swinging, sounds like a knock
Who's there? I ask. Tick-tock-tick-tock....

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Ah!  This rusted brain!
(I lost the instructions too.)
Now, the whir and spin
of cognitive, liquid thoughts,
just grind cogs to snaps of smoke.

Ah! I can't complain!
(Lack of use is true to blame)
TV thoughts do rust
Advertisments do congeal
'till once, what spun, is silent....

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The numbing sound,
Of the slowing cogs.
The box,
The cell,
The sentence.
With more or less,
Than what I’d had.
No memories to display.
No forward thought to process.
Position like fetus,
With head tucked to breast.
My loving stare,
His awkward glare.
He knows we’ve lost it all....

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Hex jam in zinc plated steel on our fingers
wound 'till the skin broke in edges and splinters
Promised to bind any rust eye or fissure
cauterized smoking of thus
We are the cogs in the wheels at ignition
fluid in motion except indecision
Bliss like a novel in last stage revision
Unusual vehicle: "Us"....

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I enjoy walking in the rain,
I enjoy wet
much like men do, yet do not love it
sorry mother- I’m being vulgar again- avert
your eyes now, dear sweet innocent thing
for I did not come from rain but pure man-made sunshine, yes?
The cogs and bolts of it all, no cinnamon red
just the grey, in which you dressed yourself....

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I have a pill to slow my heart
beat until I'm calm and serene.

I have another to make me happy,
it keeps my thoughts squeaky clean.

I have a tablet to slow my mind
and give me respite in sleep.

I have another to keep me balanced,
reasonable and keen.

Oh where would I be without these
cogs, making me part of the Machine....

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Me and Time shook hands
In the midst of cogs and soot
As our palms were tied I realized
I knew the way the Time stood
Shoulders squared I gazed at him
He had no need to stand his ground
The deals done, his soul I won
On the request I make him proud.



Feel free to leave a comment, I'd love to hear your thoughts :)...

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THE CLOCK
Tick, Tick, Tick,Tick
You count my life away.
No room to be sick
So little to time to play.
Bodiless face and hands
Attract my every gaze.
And determine all my plans.

Cold, hard cogs and gears
Grind mercilessly onward
Marking time year after year.
Only forward never backward.

You march on and on
In the end I will be gone....

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The headline news this morning read
Ben's tolling drones will be shut down
while workers clean the cogs in his head
He might even get turned upside down

Old Ben will be out of ringing commission
for four years there will be peace and quiet
No gongs will be ringing in noisy emission
Ben's being put on a needed silence diet...

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Pendulum clock grandfather caramel pear 
    Pacified cogs set time tamper potential 
    Tranquil hands erase a thousand arousals 
    Blossom fuzz snow covers midday Summer thrum
    Camembert cows graze daisy dot Milky Ways 
       




            20th September
            Written for Contest:
            Hypnogogic Dream
            Sponsor: Suzette Richards...

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Just to see her smile,
settles my aching heart.
Lust that dwells in dreams,
bliss found miles apart.
TurnIng wheels in motion,
cogs accumulate their dust.
Time beating my sincerity,
beauty echoing her trust. 
Wings and Autumn entwined,
her grace emanating truth.
Silent eyes bathed in green,
forever in glowing youth.
The soul so verily believes,
truer love ends as she leaves....

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Is there such a thing as sheer chance
Of having things happen in a dance
When the cogs of the world turn
Sometimes the outcome will be what you won't yearn

There can be signs and points along the way
That will be hints in what will happen straight away
But sometimes there will a twist or turn that will occur
And then in the end what happens will be a blur.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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I recall everything in off-white detail;
the days are caught in slow grinding cogs.

This past year is already all ground-up
as fine as any mince of hope,
a dish that will be served tomorrow,
cold
and tomorrow is shut mouthed
and speaks not.

Nevertheless I will peer
over the rim of past nightmares,
pray for peace and sanity
somewhere, anywhere,
almost not daring to breathe....

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afterward no talk
you came with your cold collarbone
pushing your own barrow
if it's money you want
why not work the streets
cutting corners won't cut it
in the emotive sphere
relationships won't last
where deception rules
cogs click into one another
up a gear and under a cloud
where the angel dust
lingers on your
stiff upper lip
all that remains is
cold sweat and
afterward no talk....

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The lack of humanity
drives zero-sum
Away from each other
a darkening sun

What science explains
its methods conceal
Frustration attacks
lost cogs on the wheel

Desperation in charge
its point ever sharp
To pierce into nothing
but leaving its mark

That human about us
 left bare unatoned
Quantifying our passion
—stripped clean to the bone

(St. David’s Pennsylvania: January, 2021)...

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The roosters crowed the yellow sun up 
To rest behind a cloud
The poet enjoyed her morning cup
And quiet which was not loud

Sounds of nature and man increase
Song birds in the oak tree
Doves coo at a distance then cease
A car's motor disturbs the peace

A neighbor's dog visits me 
One where the tail wags the dog
Quietly lies on the porch with fleas
Interfering with brain's cogs
 ...

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