Short Gauges Poems

Assign region flattery gauges?
Silly but let’s try anyway.
The Scottish slather it on.
The Germans withhold it.
It’s Irish blarney.
Overindulge
Compliment
Praise...

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New rain gauges placed three feet apart
Attached to the posts of the wooden plank fence
an inch and a half of rain at 7:15 AM
hopefully this summer drought is at it's end....

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The wasted knowledge that comes with age,
Has become yet just pitted rage.
Each of us just turns a page.
Only play on a stage.
Left inside a cage,
Driving like phage.
Against swage,
Gauges,
Sage...

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words are...
thought-road norms with

a built-in radar as...
the met-a-four lane-gauge

for under standing bridges...
and the intersections that sent-tense

stans sand









...
lane gauges...

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She was out there in the dark
A brooding, angry monster
She attacked, screaming in fury
Wind gauges flattened and futile
She came to purge, to cleanse...

*Wind speed estimated at 230 MPH 
Sumitted for: Black Eyed Susan's contest...

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there came bridges
of...
diction

so 'airy' of
a...
'full loss of why'

that in-sight was
a...
'phi loss of eye' 

focus on ideas without
any...
know-penning in the

cambridge dictionary
of...
philosophy


stans sand

...

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*Image of Mount Olympus by Pixabay.

Wedding Top Mount Olympus

Daintiness gauges in the light
Harmonia illuminates the Hall
Aphrodite and Ares delighted
Cadmus finagles an approach
All of Olympus in observance.
~Elysium shines~

2022 January 26...

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physics be time and
...time...
be the phys-hics of
...change...

andt

seen as time-bubble
...fizz-hics...
a cause-effect theory
...gauges...

whatever

be of an arithmetic count
...logic...
of pluses and minuses
...that...

differentiates all things wrt
...patterns...
called thee 'neutralities' in
...sciences...

arithmatics


stan sand...

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Or translates to "I almost ran out of gas on the trolley today!"
An ode to my day!
On Trolley! New billows sweep thee out
Upward. What wilt thou? Hold that hill, be stout
Gas'st not thy mast
Now rent by stiff South Hill's blast? 
Thy side, of passengers now forlorn?
Thine tank, with groaning gauges say
"Though cannot sustain, 
The three more blocks to thy port!"...

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Fear leashes unforeseen harpoons
     when faith flees to the hold.
     Wind gauges possible typhoons,
     purser murmurs threefold...

           fractures in the bulkhead
           sailors stymied by dread
           damage and death ahead

Fear leashes anxiety;
Faith can anchor urgency.

October 21, 2021

The middle three lines are a leash, a set of three...

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Dying pray, 
Dreams fray, 
Hunger gauges false depth.

Closed eyes, 
Tear dries, 
Fear calls  for a chilling death.
  
Full moon, 
Blossoming soon, 
Divine boon of new dreams

Sandy dune, 
Rippling tune 
In dying green, dying streams

Fallen glory, 
Older story, 
Weaving threads, yet nothing new

Drops of rain 
On windowpanes, 
Wishful mind; sparkling dew....

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Saw you coming,
you were running.
Ain't it something,
to get something for nothing?
You work on emotion,
your gauges are broken,
too late to rewind,
no use for slow motion.

Black and blue,
with plenty to do,
easily fixed,
with a little glue.

Here we are now.
What to do now?
Your not sure how,
it will figure out.
Eyes wide open,
never knowing,
never showing,
always holding....

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I am living proof of life after death.
Weakened and not yet at full power,
My heart beats in a quieter rhythm
than when you were alive.
I have been making the necessary repairs.
Hammering out the dents.
Checking for a spark.
Watching the gauges.
Listening for a hum or a ping.
Polishing the fenders.
Perfuming the interior.
I would rev up the engine, but I
wait 'til someone turns me on....

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The gunfire rages
through the cracks
of neighborhood cages
as every fetid tenement ages
and voodoo economics suppress wages
of waitresses, cabbies and sages...

while the slick-shoe alderman engages
in taxing your turnip-blood in stages
and blue-jeaned billionaires decry outrages
of clothes-hanger abortions back-stages
and gang-banger rampages --
as this feckless dog-and-pony upstages
detonated death's tick-tock gauges

-...

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As the days turn to nights
The lights fade to shadows
So the truth changes
For those who think
About as broadly as
Fishing line of light gauges

As rain turns to snow
And water freezes solid
So convictions firm
For those who think
The other side of the coin is as faraway as
The next presidential term

As a roar is silenced
The microphones turned off
So the communal life drifts
For those who sink
Into loneliness as silent as
The reason for their philanthropic gifts...

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