Short Push Off Poems

Push off and delay 
Can’t confront reality 
Procrastination...

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The time is now,  rehearsal is done.
Sync all you smart ass phones,
Reduce your ego: now's the time.
The time has come, get in line.
Push off your soccer games and nameless blames,
Decompress your opinions: there has come a time.
The time will show, hearts will reel.
Boast no more in great glory feigned,
Unloose your sandals: it's showtime....

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His body is primed , muscles pushing at the skin, being magnetically drawn to the water. Focus so heavy the air sags as the clock winds down.
And then the push-off.
Like a fish, flying through the water. Gliding and slicing.
A twist, a turn, a flip. A head bobs above the water.
Breathe in deep. Deep. Deeper. 
A win. A glow of satisfaction.

Dedicated to Ryan Lochte....

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Your wings outstretched 
You, 
on the precipice, 
The wind , 
gently rocking those wings, 
To push off, 
Feel the lift, 
You see, 
The free, 
The wind, 
The mind, 
You find, 
The real you, 
you feel it too, 
Flight, 
You can, 
I can be 
This wind 
You feel 
Part of you 
Renewed zeal 
I follow too 
Golden feather 
Golden air 
More than I can bear 
Sweet you 
I follow too...

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I bid thee all farewell.
Please your tears, for me, do not expel.
I cherish all your adoring presents;
At my last push-off it warms my icy essences. 
If the overwhelming urge arrives
Please do not rise.
Hopefully this doesn’t brew hate,
No eyes should behold my present state.
Now I must lay my head
Beneath the ground you now tread.
To heart take my words said
Because I’m to now lay eternally in this bed....

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At long last your lover's grips greet you, soft and familiar.
You step on the pedal that is home's threshold welcome;
Squishier than freshly baked bread, your buns are in the saddle.

You push off...  your spirit turning over like a motor.
With silver satin streets sliding under your wheel,
Tickled by the wind in your hairy shins~   you squeal.


February 15th 2019

Reflect That Emotion Poetry Contest
Sponsor Nina Parmenter...

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I slide in the chair as it begins to rise.
Legs hanging with heavy feet,
Bang them together, watch falling snow.
Brisk wind hits my face turning red.
The metal cold and wood wet,
Holding my poles dangling skis,
Nose gets numb during the ascent.
The view surreal I feel so blessed,
See them push off at the top.
Just in time I jump off
Then glide through dusty snow.

By: Greg Stanley


Submitted into Brian Strand's "Upto Sixteen lines" Contest...

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Heather wore a saddening frown.
Her head drooped down.
Her eyes were red and puffy.
Her nose was stuffy.

She wept with a pout.
She would yell and shout.
Heather gave a groan
And was to sit alone.

Everyone was glad,
But Heather was sad.
No one knows why, 
She’d wail and cry.

She whimpered until,
She had no will
To cry anymore.
 She went in the door.

Heather’s heart was like
A broken glass.
With a great mass,
To push off her shoulders....

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I’ll be lazy in a busy place
I’ll be lazy to display my crazy
Ill be lazy to push off drama
There’s no movement in my whole body
I can walk but why do so
I can talk but why speak
I can work all day but why?
I can eat but why consume, I’m feeling it’s not worth it
I never imagined it would be this way
Im standing here trying to figure out what to do next
If I had a dollar, I’ll probably spend it tomorrow 
Im done with everything even my vision 
Ill stay lazy...

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Just this one stone
I would ask you
To please remove
With a view to getting
A handful of anemone

Just this one stone
Let’s push off
With our combined strength
To let the doors be a little ajar
To let a wind murmur
A boat anchor
Weave a soft whisper
In yet to be seen colors
In yet to blossom sounds
Let’s remove this one stone

Just this one stone
The camel’s zone
I urge you to remove
For the sake of 
The waiting responses
In our peacock

November 8, 2017...

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