Short Engine Poems
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Our modern motor
Internal combustion engine
The automobile
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A Mormon sent on a mission
To see where Jesus was fishin'
Found love - or hate -
The perfect bait
For men in every condition
Just turned 22
Six years flinching at you
Six years of you leaving me blue
Our love is an engine
And it runs on nightmare fuel
She told me
She doesn’t love me
So I wander about
Feeling as though
Nothing is right
I have become a Corvette
With a VW engine
brain the engine, body the chassis
of this earth vehicle we drive
limitations of form thus matter not
to light of Self eternally alive
The best is not came yet
the dream still sweet
As hope is not done yet
Destination while
On the track
dream is my fuel
where hope
is my engine
canoe through lillies
what mystery that engine
meander the guide
January 22, 2011 (c) Copyright 2011 Albert Geiser, All Rights Reserved,
Just because you can
Doesn’t mean you should
I told the little engine that could
Don’t be a jerk
Just because they are
Be an example be a star
Would a world full of talking cats every speak to each other
or would a world full of dogs be free to bark
I don't own the world
or even claim a spot
On air or water - Diesel power, on Earth
Electric engine car is better and gas,
People can move only with tea and juice - not vodka, let us drink Kvas!
we are flying wingless
in the thin naked air
vibrations in the ear
blocked tubes of ardour
swallowing to release
roar of the engine
sky is sad today
Form:
Search Engine
If a search engine
We were to search how can we
Avoid confusion.
Jim Horn
There is a good Horn Haiku
to think about for a while.
An Engine starts on
A body of blood and flesh
face of quality
A packet of fizz the Jack Russell
Full of dashing and daring and bustle
With engine on race
And the world left to chase
Any wonder he makes such a fussle?
Not knowing
Is the seeming
Engine behind
Science and any
Getting ahead..
Yet the engine
And successes
Are appearances of
Not knowing...
Form:
Moving body car
Mouth plays engine sound, hands drive
Happy childhood game
car's engine sounds nil
no driver's there in it's sit
baby driver's boo..............
TV eyes open,
radio heart beating,
mouth search engine,
random access mind,
hardware bones,
software genitals
organic interface,
copy files,
run programme_
Oil, gas and coal
Energize my life
(Going, going, going),
Fulfill my happy soul!
Oil is sweeter than honey,
Gas tastier than dew.
Ask my engine.
"It's true."
Used car salesman didn’t blink:
“None better!” said he with-a-wink
- With the hood open wide
- I'm seein’ inside:
Said: “Be better with an engine … don’t cha’ think?”
backhoe
digging in the road
mantis
concrete dust in flight-
fog
cricket
on a window sill
frog
backhoe engine stops
hunger quenched
an animal in my fireroom,
amen of charcoal and dance,
a borrowed sun glowing like want;
then cold as distant hills,
lost the engine of passion`s eye,
heart`s turn, a dark love lost
Lust is a broken engine,
operating with aviation fuel.
It flies victim up in the skies,
and lands not in airport,
not even in airstrip,
but in the leveled gardens,
of someone’s heart.
They roar up the street in a thunderous way
Where are they heading? The great big highway?
The engine whines as they push the metal down.
We hear teenagers’ cars straining all over town.
The brakes squeak
and the car hisses…..
a puncture
The spare tyre replaced
the engine revs again
the journey continues.
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