Fierce updrafts surge, the wild winds rise,
And hurl the drops to freezing skies.
The ice and hail will smash and pack,
Inside the towering thunder-back.
Collisions strip the charges bare,
As static tension rips the air.
Light crystals float to upper height,
While heavy graupel sinks like night.
Sparks zigzag down, a leader low,
Stepping below a ghostly glow.
The fields skyrocket, voltages soar,
To crack the sky and strike the floor.
Sudden awaking, the earth responds,
A surge of power breaks its bonds.
The trees and towers stretch and strain,
To thrust their streamers through the rain.
The channels splice and circuits close,
A blinding flash of lightning glows.
Volt-ignited, the atmosphere
Roars as the thunder shakes the sphere.
S-oar
H-igh
E-very
N-ight
A-nd
D-ay,
I-ncuding
N-imbus
O-r
R-ain
O-f
G-ray
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Shena P. Dinorog)
Desolate, windswept trees are shivery,
when red and purple leaves are falling.
Ungathered cherries hang in reverie!
Desolate, windswept trees are shivery,
engaged in multihued, cool creativity.
Goodbye violet birds skyrocket, calling!
Desolate, windswept trees are shivery,
when red and purple leaves are falling.
I’m an influencer, ex TV
You’re bound to know if you see me
I married a singer, famous she was
But she ditched me, is that her loss?
I pronounce the truth covered in lies
There’s no subject I can’t sensationalise
I wave my arms claim to speak the truth
Rant and rave, like a movie spoof
I spread theories of conspiracy.
Talk about subjects, no interest to me
My ratings skyrocket, the blind tag along
I’m always right, you’re always wrong
I’m bland Jack, fountain of knowledge
I talk like an urchin, never been to college
But doesn’t matter, you hang on my words
I’ve had to scream blogs no better than turds
I’m famous around six million views
Followed by the unlit rams and ewes
David Cox 01/02/23
The last dollar in my pocket
Like taking the last breath right now
Like old friend in my back-pocket
The last dollar in my pocket
If you're here to help, show me how
I saw you, my mood skyrocket
The last dollar in my pocket
Like taking the last breath right now
Written: October 03, 2022
The race of earth is for men.
Not everyone runs it with pen.
The grace of God is for all,
Without it no one shall stand but fall.
Give unto him an eagle's eye,
That can stand to face the sun.
Give him the one that see from the sky,
Into the depth of the sea like none.
Nothing travels faster than bullet;
In its own speed of light,
May be the skyrocket of an autopilot:
In its just bailing flight.
No one lay tiles so plumb
And strong like this young TILLER.
Through it, he rarely crumb
So far You are the Pillar.
Make his days long delayed...
Grow him peace of mind in grey.
Let not successful days be betrayed
And forgive all hustles leading grace astray.
Happy birthday young lord!
I pray favour never depart from you.
May you not be ignored
In trials designing artful blue.
Enjoy your day like no other.
This is the day of the year;
Spend the moments without bother,
August 12 is always for cheers.
trees leaving in March
late cold snap kills fruit tree buds
prices skyrocket
written March 31, 2022
If I must be plain
The popularity of a Train
Had begun to wane
And to skyrocket that of Plane
Airports sweeping lots of gain,
With little or no strain:
Billions of dollars in the main;
In case of Nigeria: Naira Rain:
A Lion complete with Kingly mane,
Though Air Disaster their combative bane.
He is,
A colossal anchor clenched to my ankles.
Constantly trying to drag me downward,
into the deep, dark sea of his beliefs.
I try with all my might to rise high,
to fly the sky, to explore the world and myself,
but every time I get lift off and start to feel the lightness of freedom,
I feel his grasp clamp down hard,
pulling me down deeper into the freezing, bone-chilling ocean.
Demanding I stay at the bottom of the icy and isolated sea,
giving all my energy, hopes and dreams to serve only him.
One day I will break free.
I will fly higher than ever before.
I will soar the beautiful crystal blue sky,
harnessing the ability to fully love myself.
Then share that love to help others;
The ones who are still trapped in the depths of their own painfully cold, sorrow-stricken seabeds.
To collectively skyrocket up towards the divine warmth of the sun,
with sensations of such pure love and liberation,
that before we only could dream such a minuscule percentage of.
Independence and adoration will become our forever, grateful new reality!
Along the woods of glow and mist
breezes paint an outline moon-kissed,
on skyline
Where fireflies jet their rare debut
beneath gilded clouds’ marquee to
skyrocket
Amid collage of unkempt leaves;
debris drops …old pine- timber heaves
to skydive
I amble ‘round this forest known --
chanting lush nature’s psalms alone
like skylark
Deep the hills…inner ghosts are gone
while breaths quicken with soul-fire on
my skyway
Joseph May's Compounding the Verse Contest
5/17/2020
Imagine if all the snow was black
Suicide rates would skyrocket, sure of that
Snowmen would be scary
Even scary evil-looking fairies
Feeling a bit ominous, a bright smile I lack
When i feel you
under my body my pupils dilate
my arteries conscrit...
You make me rise temperature.
my heart skips a beat and races...
My blood pressure skyrocket.
You take my breath,
my respiration becomes
shallow and rapid.
You impulsate my brain,
put fire and burns me in
electrical vibes....
Secretions spit out
and i have no control
of my glands...
You cause me spasms
pressing my muscles,
tensing my body that
i feel i could lift tremendous
weights...
I feel violent, ugly, messy...
But as a miracle all in
love way...
I am grateful for all
incredible feeling i
carry inside when with you... !
First you get the money then comes the power
It's like the growing of a rare flower
Every step is essential like building a tower
Loyalty and respect goes hand in hand
Without one you won't be able to stand
Its like the lay out of a land
You can't start foundation without sand
To gain power means to receive love and hate
It can skyrocket at an alarming rate
One would think this is they fate
Family would want to use you as bait
Being at the top doesn't always mean happiness
You create a mindset that you're the best
Not knowing that it could be a test
In the West, each day in magical!
Why that is, is skyrocket-phenomenal!
Smiles are plentiful here,all year round,
You can discover them, all over town.
The weather varies all over the state.
So grateful to be here, 'tis my poetic fate.
5/11/2019
11:am PST
Happiness to me is waking up to sunshine every morn
My spirits skyrocket and only feel happy thoughts form
Wish I could pass this along
To those who need happy songs
Sunshine is the magic elixir that helps you through the storms
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