Short Turbine Poems

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Humans say "Go Green"
How much greener can I get
 A Wind Turbine, soon

Inspired by Raul's Contest " Caterpillar's Gait "

© Hgarvey Daniel Esquire  

Turbulent winds
rush
between my ears
and legs.

Turbine of emotions
produce nothing
but
mere confusion,
whirlwinds.

Wants and desires
Distilled into bitter reality.

© Shayna Earnest  

the noise is so distracting,
i can't focus on the
few words wanting out.
thoughts would whisper now,
can't hear them with a shout.
beat by the droning turbine,
exhausted by the bus' grunt.
who i am, who i will be,
lost somewhere in this din,
strung to this revelry.

© David Glines  

The solar farms, ugly and large
And props for the wind-induced snarge
It’s green they’re extolling
But blackouts are rolling 
And, best of all, no EV charge.

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snarge - noun: (military, slang) The remains of a bird after it has collided with an airplane (bird strike), especially a turbine engine.

© Jeff Kyser  

three                          birds                               fly!
    
    I                      can
     not                fly
         but        my
             steel
             wings
              help
                 me
              unearth
              the    sky
           making   my
            shine        a
           burning
           prayer

© Matt Caliri  

Out of the provinces, lies my line...
Toiling the toxic night, 
Nightmarish lackey of the routine... 

I, child of the leaves...
Left the soil,
My Memsahib detached... 

My soul beats the sidewalk,
A drain to a city's sidewall... 

Am a volatile turbine,
Urging my soul to rest in the shed,
Away from the jostled shadows... 

Losing time, 
I lose the fragrance of the sunshine.

© Alshaad Kara  

The veins pump blood to the heart like an engine’s turbine.
The brain controls the body like a steering wheel.
The eyes see the view like on a windscreen.
The joints move the body like wheels.
Bones hold the body like nuts and screws.
The body has energy similar to the one stored in a battery.
Finally we excrete waste as the cars emit smoke
To all the audience reading this and all my poems, thank you and God bless you.

© Elias Mwangi  

“Colour Codes”


sky blue 
clouds hide 

truth,

and you said,
I know you.

end story 
remains open;

truth,

rain ends
sky blue 

with,
or without you.

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)


“Cornfield Chase” / happy.wind.turbine
https://youtu.be/durLXZ2tFL4

"Writing Poems"/Ludovico Einaudi
https://youtu.be/ZBZtSwoBsng

"The Poet Acts" / Philip Glass
https://youtu.be/lgbuS8F2_gM

© Lady Labyrinth  

Hollow turbine 
Hollow turbine moves with its axis power.
Wherein immerses so depth of water.
With its power illuminate my city.
 Put a step near my table lamp for creativity.
When stopped for generating power.
 Remain there for counting hour.
Peep in window with trapped breath.
 Darken night with hoot till power not brings forth.
I am bewildered for crying of wolf near dense bush.
Hissing sound and crawling of unknown tells me power of truth.
Saroj khan[sakha]

© Sarojkumar Khan