Short Heat Up Poems
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The ocean turning
is our jacuzzi now
to heat up and play..
Grab your eggs, vanilla, flour,
Butter melts inside the pan.
Chocolate beats creamy tan.
Heat up for an hour
Become a fan
of Brownies.
Gran-d!
Butter sauté vegetables
in cast iron pan.
Add chicken and A1 sauce.
Heat up with cayenne.
Then toss with almonds.
Spoon in bowls
CRUNCH!
8/8/2018
The flames heat up the city
California is in flames
devastating disaster
the sky is a smokey haze
traffic, evacuation
stadium as a shelter
Wildfires spreading out of hand
jack daniels goes down so smoothly
with one big gulp
my internal organs heat-up
i am on fire
from head to toe
karen croft
pick a beverage, any beverage
oct. 22, 2011
Hide and seek
Seek then hide
Ask and refuse
Refuse then ask
Be the fan-belt
Discover her springs
Warm up her autumns
Heat up her winters
Cool down her summers
Then pamper, flatter
For my cry
to my unveiled sadness
that someone wrap me up
in a warm embrace...
for this life
dark shaded,
a sun of joy,
or a candle stump
that if it doesn't heat up,
at least a little lightens...!
HEAR the voice of forgiveness in prayer
HEAT up your oven and bake pardon's fare
HEAP up homespun, yummy cookies to share
HEAD on over to that neighbor somewhere
HEAL old grudges and renew Christian care
Horribly, heartlessly horrifying hearty healthy hookworms hasten to
heat up Henry’s hamburger haven. Here within, harmoniously and happily harbored and headquartered in Henry’s haphazardly helter-skelter heroic stomach.
Baby blue balloon,
looks like a globe,
topped
with a girly, pink bow.
It’s floating up
with pop music;
with key tines,
our hearts dropped.
The dulcet drum spins;
the lyrics heat up.
Hey ye sun,
Oh! Ye so hot;
Kiss the land and lake,
Until they reach at heat;
Seek their vapour
And cool thou down;
Hey ye sun,
Oh! Ye so hot;
Don't spare our body,
Heat up until we sweat;
Seek the vapour
And cool thou down;
Hey ye sun,
Oh! Ye so hot;
© Sadashivan nair
Something that I never buy is frozen sausage rolls
The only time I do is just before the Christmas hols
We stuff them in the freezer to heat up on Boxing Day
I’ve just seen them still in there on this fifteenth day of May
15 May 2021
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Contest: Surprise Me
Plans fly
through the windows of time
in midsummer ...
Fires heat up
loving hearts
in full winters ...
Loves celebrate
hidden solitude
in cold autumns ...
Flowers around
the tender souls
in spring colors ...!
Cook the green beans
As you always do
When ready drain the water
Add a little oil then heat up
For a minute can add garlic
Crack and egg into the beans
With a wooden spoon mix together
Until egg is mixed all through
Now serve with the meal
This vegetable with egg can
Be served with every meal.
Waiting for
alarm to go off
eyes to open
coffee to perk
shower to heat up
razor to charge
sunrise
toast to pop
the dog…
The dryer to stop spinning
The cereal to soften
The weather
Searching for
the other sock
The dog’s leash
My rain jacket
A poop bag
My keys
My glasses
That phone
"Let us dance together my darling
To the sound of sultry music of love
Step by step we move smooth and slow
But fast enough to heat up the tempo..
The rhythm and the beat they are so loud
Making our souls sway into the crowd
Melodies that only the two of us can do
An astounding symphony between ME and YOU..."
Dark eyes
Shine
In the evening
Stars overhead twinkle
In their constellations
The Syckle, Great Bear
And Southern Cross
Light up the sky
On Earth she waits
For her love
In a little while
Flames of passion
Will
Heat up the night
On the breeze
A kiss is floating
Black striated clouds interspersed
With red sun and blue
Observed by the morning star's light
Sounds entertain but few
Fog fluffy pillows dance 'pon pines
Night creatures still sing mirth
Fanbrushed clouds turn cobalt
Wait for day to be birthed
Night waves good bye to day
Whip-Poor-Will's song cease
Soon all of surrounding heat up
Day's journey heat release
Wild words fly about,
your arms are caught in tremors;
We are a mirror
radiating frustration,
mulberry cheeks start to flash;
Two are too crazy
to stop and see what is true;
Heartbeats heat up quick
empty of understanding;
A blowup of slang fireworks;
Friends come together
filled with such potent faith;
Gently aggressive,
this most tender touch of trust;
Face to face no matter what.
When I write, please read
my verses with love i do
with the blood in my veins
I do all poetry and I don't stop
I write to pass messages
it's my mission and fact
I always create magic images
poem, poetry, song and act
poetry is my craft and create
it's my personal encouragement
with her I heat up my life
and in each verse after all
the world gets excited
in the abyssal royal bonfire
ON A SUNNY DAY
APPEARING THE NOON
WANTING TO GO OUT
LAID BACK AN INCH
LISTENING TO NATURE
HE SCREAMED
IT WAS SUNNY
SO I STAY WHILE
ON A SUNNY DAY
OBSERVING IT IS HOT
I CALLED UPON ME
PERCHANCE I WILL GO IN
ALAS COULD NOT
COS I FELT
I MIGHT GOT HEAT UP
THERE I REVERSE
ON A SUNNY DAY
NEEDED NO SHADOW
ENCOURAGING IMAGE
SCARY, IT GOT HOT THIS DAY
A PRAYER BEING CALLED
NEEDED NO EXCUSE BUT TO GO
COS GOD’S CALL IS UTMOST IMPORTANT
Heat up the water in a big pot.
Wait until it is boiling hot!
Pour it into a big ol' cup,
Put in a tea bag then stir it on up.
Put in some sugar, maybe some milk,
Stir it on up one again then maybe just maybe...
have a couple of cookies to finish it up.
Tea for friend is so good when your up for some fun
and you never knew, that makin' tea could be SO fun!!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Enjoy a cup of tea today!!!
As I smell the spaghetti sauce
and turn the heat up a little higher,
my spaghetti mind is quite
confused quite like a quagmire,
with the spaghetti nerves
all in a jumbled mess and
criss-crossing one another,
my thoughts are all a traffic
jam instead of a smooth pattern,
I'm having one of those days
with lots of issues which are quite frustrating,
I guess you could say my spaghetti mind
is disorientated and quite discombobulated!
NO ONE WANTS TO LIVE IN A COLD HOME
from the album "Heaters for Sale"
by Not Paul McCarney
No one wants to live in a cold home, cold home
Uncle Albert says you should go home, go home
Turn the heat up or sit by the fire
Toasty as upon a funeral pyre
Oo-hoo, because
No one wants to live in a cold home, cold home
No one takes the longest road home, road home
Put your feet up next to the blaze
Toes become candles before your gaze
Ooo-hooo!
You heat up our hearts,
your a work of art,
of passion.
Bloom like a flower,
you revealing us,
your power.
Yet you can cause pain,
your mad, your insane,
your untamed.