Short Launchpad Poems

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Premium Member Morning Musings

Morning Musings For 3/14/2020 By: Tom life is an assemblage of days, linked together, both good and bad. For many, only a short phase, for me, it's been Heaven's launchpad.
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Form: Lyric


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The feel of anger when you cannot shout,
it can be enough to drive someone mad.
Do you know what I am talking about?
I’m aware fellowship can make you glad.
Finding support within a conjunct pout,
you run catapulting off that launchpad.
Still, it’s easier to unleash your voice,
deprived eats you like an unpaid invoice.

Morning

2015-05-20

Morning

This small fragment of my daily routine,
bathed in, drowned in coffee and cream.
When the animal inside my head awakes
my world rocks and rolls, quivers, quakes.
I love the morning, a rocket to the sun.
Launchpad, countdown, three, two, one,
zero, liftoff and another day’s begun.
I just wanna have…
…and I’m gonna have fun.
‘Nuff said!
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Restraints Rondine

Gently french kiss your darkness mad,
break the restraints leave obsession;
Lick up the buried aggression;
You may not be scantily clad,
yet soft skin becomes a scratchpad;
Repurpose gall into passion,
gently french kiss;
It’s not too much to hurt so bad,
won’t go on without my ration;
I can’t let go I’ll not move on;
A quickened breath is  the launchpad,
gently french kiss .
Form: Other

third energy understood



molecules in body become aligned aware

purification a process of mind 

equanimity the reachable finely tuned kind

keeping  balance is a high welfare

                pain and pleasure in equal measure 

                Faith  Patience and Love together 

               Sun needs Rocket and Launchpad 

               Most High is Ascension and Grounded




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Form: Verse


A Biden Trump Love Story

The man with launchpad hair glides by

Glowing orange in the mountain view

A red balloon bobbles by his side

The other man holds his diaper high

Blows bubbles and waves a magic wand

Hand in hand both men dance in circles

Skip right off the cliff together

Or is it to the left of heaven

As the media suggested

They kiss the world good-bye

Off to see the wizard and Jesus in the sky

And as many other constituents who can fly

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