Short Supersonic Poems
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cicada magic
supersonic xlophone
sumertime music
Magicicada Poetry Contest - Sponsored by Maureen McGreavy
05/26/18
In this day and age, some ailments are chronic
Sonic screwdrivers are best to expensive tonics
Would I try it, no sweat
Beats incision by bayonet
Much quicker, less painful with speeds supersonic
In this day and age, some ailments are chronic
Sonic screwdrivers are better than expensive tonics
Would I try it, no sweat
Beats incision by bayonet
Much quicker, less painful with speeds supersonic
neptune,
an ice giant
with no solid surface;
eighth and last in Solar System.
the windiest with supersonic winds
that far exceeds the speed of sound.
planet with sixteen moons;
blue in color...
neptune
,
In this day and age, some ailments are chronic
Sonic screwdrivers are superior to expensive tonics
Would I try it, no sweat
Beats incision by bayonet
Much quicker, less painful with speeds supersonic
Inspired by Sir Thomas Cunningham
Don’t hesitate,
rustle up courage dragonfly;
All you need lies within you;
Grande adventures await
on the precipice of wild;
No
fear,
Look within
yourself.
Supersonic dragonfly skies,
kaleidoscope of dreams;
Incite a shift,
encourage others;
Stay young at heart.
Diving into the wind
reaching for the sunlight,
aglow with the fire of a thousand wishes
granules pulse with prosperity;
Once in a lifetime every time,
negligent to think otherwise;
Fiercely fleeting so grab it
little dragonfly,
invite sparks into the smallest moment;
Electrify
supersonic energy
Take me on heels
upon these frail hills
Which has no end to what I feel
Take me around time
'n its supersonic chime
Believe me, there's no limit to mine
Take me to the heartbeat
harnessed with mine
An aura I get from its chime
Too much of this gust for you
In me, is just too much a drought-
Frightened am I
Dwindling and revolving
Around your chime
Hare in the sky — supersonic planes.
One child waves, her brother sleeps on the saddle.
Reindeer, leopard and horsie - of course,
floating above the carousel.
A reasonable conclusion
nevertheless an argument ensues.
I only hear the music of the night,
nothing more
until the next time I close my eyes.
9/26/2020
Painting: Magical Carousel Dreams by Wendy Andrew
The póetique listening
to the reason, as foggy
as the past, untelling the
future of midnight onslaughts.
The rain of emptiness, was
playing havoc with the
fiery cross. No orchestrated
withdrawl, I am?
preparing myself for the
supersonic cruise missiles of
vendetta. Golden heart,
you will carve out and eat.
The bluebirds. They had left
unannounced. This summer
the snowy peaks will melt,
for a lone tree.
Satish Verma
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