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Short Propulsion Poems

Short Propulsion Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Propulsion by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Propulsion by length and keyword.


Premium Member Rebellion
if you never risk
brisk snap of willow's propulsion
how will you know...

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Categories: propulsion, mystery,
Form: Haiku



Self Propulsion
There was a wild drink-craving pair
Who an Aussie airliner’s fuel did share.
It made in their guts masses of gases
Propelling them south via their asses.
Maori swear they’re Maero from thin air....

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Categories: propulsion, humor,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Power
                          knowledge
                         puzzles lifted
                  cherishing rising thoughts
                propulsion to improvement
                              wisdom













Cinquain written August 5/21
For Brian Strand Contest, 4 or 5 line poem...

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Categories: propulsion, motivation, wisdom,
Form: Cinquain
Premium Member Faded Glory
The light once so bright
In the humble dandelion,
The power that amazed us
In the migrating birds,
The patterns so intriguing
In frost on the window
Are not lost forever, merely
Held in reserve,
Awaiting sweet release
From the numbing effect
Of fixed preoccupations,
From the stealthy separation
Of projected self-propulsion....

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© Carol Mays  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: propulsion, appreciation, beauty, innocence, inspirational, introspection, nature, psychological,
Form: Free verse
The Swan
White and pure
Light and soft
The swan shows strength
As launched aloft

Gliding smooth
Across the lake
Majestic king
Or disguised fake

He swims so gently
Yet below sight
The propulsion needed
Take all his might. 

Analogous  with calm
And chaos in equal measure
The swan hoodwinks us all
In his apparent pace of leisure....

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Categories: propulsion, bird,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Tumbleweed
I was drifting through life resembling a tumbleweed,
Encountering life's challenges at each unseen bend.
Just tumbling along paying things little heed
Propulsion provided by each day's prevailing wind.

My vision was clouded and I had a misplaced trust
My thoughts became consumed by things past tense.
My armor, never shiny, was now devoured by rust
Cancer was my stopper, not some barbwire fence....

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© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: propulsion, introspection, recovery from...,
Form: Lyric

Book: Reflection on the Important Things