Short Powerhouse Poems

piaf's powerhouse
'non je ne regrette rien'
     all ears on edith



posted on June 23, 2021...

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It’s a bright yellow
way up there in daytime skies.
Powerhouse of life.
Yellow is the bright color
of that great orb in the sky.

May 19, 2013
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How important is your peace of mind?
The mind is the powerhouse of our being
Without peace, we are 
Tormented
Anxious 
Lost
Uneasy 
Miserable 

Cherish your peace of mind....

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CORNBREAD TURKEY STUFFING


A  love  affair  to  spiral  powerhouse  of textures and tastes...
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9:08 pm, November 17, 2015...

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Pretty pancake peacock pointedly persuaded powerhouse pig
To publicly plan porcupine’s playful pink planetary probability placement.
Pleasure palace princesses provided puny particulars providing big
Porky plebes who placated porcupines, poking peacock’s replacement....

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the widows’ club
seasoned companions 
suitcases full of wit
playmates up for adventure
out for an escapade
consortium of allies
league of septuagenarians
a powerhouse of wisdom
tote travel bags of history



AP:  Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on February 24, 2020...

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I look out at the world with eyes of green
people think it's weird, they say it with a smile
I answer with, mother nature chose this colour
what else  is there to say.
green is the powerhouse of strength and power,
in the world of herbalist and they have so much to choose from,
green is for go,
go forward never look back,
proud to be green, in all ways....

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Those eyes always appear fearless,
terrified of being called ‘beautiful’;
Walls turned her into a powerhouse; 

Tired of building that powerhouse
forced to always be strong and fearless;
Neither appear to be wanted or beautiful; 

Fragile couldn’t be more beautiful;
Love knocking down a powerhouse 
no longer a need to be fearless;

Goodbye, fearless beautiful powerhouse....

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Uncle Timmy has made himself a beanie baby chair.
This whisper floated out into the August air.
We did not know what it meant until we saw what he had done.
He was wearing a gigantic smile, like a powerhouse sun.

Uncle Timmy! Uncle Timmy! We kids yelled, all excited
One thing we did for sure, we stayed together, united.
He refused to let anyone else sit in his chair that day.
He was rocking with his beanies, full of marvelous sway....

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The powerhouse of rain, insane but nice.
A liquid ray compared to so-so lot.

The sun still hides but does have fun to soak
the neighborhood whose streets do wash away

the glum. It’s better than the dreary haze.
I’ll graze upon its drums and sip the sound.

The Winter’s chill abates. I’m overdressed.
I’ll wear sweat shirt, thin socks; still stay inside.

The caterpillar sun will show its face.
Evolving moon will find its place at dusk.
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My good mornings get better upon that first cup of morning brew
makes my sense of smell tingle in anticipation
as my appetite is whetted
for further stimulation
from the
bitter smacking bean

good mornings are  tolerable
with a cup of steaming Java
be it a latte, mocha Java, Americano or what have u
and I give homage to 
this seemingly innocuous bean
which contains a powerhouse of alertness and verve

Good morning  good morning indeed
it's going to be a good one
my spirit freed...

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