Short Induction Poems
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The car and the driver were stock
and trying to outrun the clock.
They had Cowl Induction,
erectile disfunction,
a rod that departed the block.
I cannot help but beg you,
Remove that techno-chair
From your pasted, flab-induction limbs.
Taste some heat and sunshine and
Let the wind goose-bump your skin.
Animus, LeftBrain's ego seduction
invites Anima
for RightMind ecosystemic induction.
Together,
a spirited tragic-deductive/comedic-inductive
WinWin soul-production.
Trial and error forms proper instruction,
and in all forms have their induction.
In the process of creation there is so much distruction
and so much waste in improvement construction.
The power of induction,
truth insecure
Foundations and principles,
whispered demure
We take that next leap
from uncertainties throne
To leverage our doubts
—from what’s presently known
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)
inter molecular forces
of love constitutes
the foundation of the
structure of virtues
in the system
dogs were eating quietly
the interplay of warmth
long ranging arrows of compassion
electrostatic induction
of the dispersion forces
of war and hatred disappears
to one love
sun is hiding slowly to
come back again
Form:
Naomi Judd of The Judds
Ashland, Kentucky born
Only “Love Can Build a Bridge”
May her soul rest in peace
In the arms of her Saviour
Judd family tragedy
Unmasking mental illness
Days before Hall of Fame Induction
Died near Nashville, Tennessee
Written May 2, 2022
she was at the induction
the induction of the clan
& she was the clan
she gave out her essence
& her essence gave out the river
& the river gave out the clay
& the clay gave out the iron
& she saw all
as she was in all & she was all -
mother of all!
she gave out the clan
& the clan was the people
& she was calm, soft & supreme
the induction of the clan
(to be continued)
Form:
imagine that your love is infinite
assume that someone else's love is too
if you can count the days you've loved someone
and they can count the days that they love you
if you add a day and then they add one too
since their love fits inside them as well as you
not only can you count the days you love
since you are them and they are you the same
then both are infinite your loves and this is true
“He's out of his league” the saying goes
Deliver the words to a poignant rapture
Along the way and through the never
Success brings a certain stumbling
Darker each day, the writing withers
Even the best delay induction
Fortune belies the power to run
A mind to the source instruction
Since a spendthrift soon wilts
Better to crack wide-open throttle
Rather than bottle what cannot be stopped
Stamped incongruent but not incomplete
My old flame in the kitchen
Man, she could bring the heat
They’ve now induced induction
I feel so incomplete
It sprung up overnight
It lit the world ablaze
And now my flame’s anathema
In just a few short days
They say she causes asthma
And cognitive distress
I think there’s likely more at play
But that’s an addled guess
But I know when the grid is out
The Tesla has no charge
I’ll be flippin’ griddle cakes
with gas and living large
Effervescence as she moans her seduction,
Tossed walls seek to caress new induction,
Enthroned crowning glory in coordination;
Deeply embedded deriving his satisfaction:
Cupidity moves in engorged erotic ruptures.
Arms ignite passionate delights in captures,
Steaming body, heat sizzle melting gestures;
Eroding resistance within cascading raptures:
Fourth dimension radiates a new peaked ecstasy
Entwined they achieve pleasures of divine love.
Off she took her leathery cap
For an apparently sought nap
She had secured with a milky pap,
Her decided pillow Bob’s lap
But with her trousers’ flap
Open like Satan’s trap,
Thus, her sleep intentions making a crap
And she a target for Christian Mother’s slap,
On her head an upset father’s rap
And, sure, a child’s gossipy clap…
Between her and honesty of purpose, a gap
Bob as simple as a candy wrap
On the whole, a Jezebel’s seduction
By Anita, member by induction.
Goodbye, Lover.
I banish you to the dark corners of my mind.
To fade in darkness.
To be forgotten.
Until you haunt me...
... in dreams.
Or in a rose you would have picked for me.
Until I drive by that dirt road where we made love on your cowl induction hood.
When I see an orange push-up popsicle.
The memory of citrus flavor cool and crisp.
Summer heat banished by the car windows rolled down.
When you made me laugh, louder than the 455,
Until I cried.