Speed Poems - Poems about Speed

In a race on the savannah fleet of foot is the cheetah at up to 75 mph no animal can beat her and with a top speed of 50 mph lion is the second fastest cat tho' at 38 mph a leopard can't change its spots the lion can do that cubs are born with them and later lose to become lion spots have-nots an ostrich...

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As Voltaire might have said, “ And yet it all works” Did you know, dear friends, that our galaxy Dash through space, at a speed of 2.3 million kilometres per hour, How does it not disintegrate? Why does the sun keep shining? How the earth turns around sun While it is also running at 2.3 million km/h? I know, there is in this perfect...

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The Look Is Fast As The Speed of Light I got the look! Instantaneous…eyes snap sidewise faster than the speed of light… Freeze tag pinned in place… Duh da da duh… I'm in trouble, blown something… No question… no room for doubt… Yet not really… Dad's unique cue… falling in between traditional parenting cracks… Straddling between discipline and...

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alfa romeo convertible at high speeds freedom redefined posted on April 24, 2025...

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Sexuality marooned jellybean pilfered spigot refugees vomit hazelnut in some static plain cloud cupboard. A stifled hexed harvest, suffer the stagnant taffy contraception, Oxidized gut-string lyre feeble mast crippled rod. Shall you be parallel on the naked stem on the shrunken pagan altar? Penguin whale jackal follicle carriage orgies I have the cavernous trunk of thirst, Permanently altered, famines, droughts. Loosen your...

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With claws like daggers, sharp and keen, the tiger moves a silent machine. Its strength unmatched, a force of might, a hunter born in the fading light. With senses keen, it hears the faintest sound, a whisper of wind on the parched ground. A burst of speed, a blur of orange fire, the tiger strikes, fulfilling its desire. ...

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It took me years of training to move my legs like this, gliding over the granular on long feet with curved width, to make my legs flail left and right, my upper half stock-still, balancing and countering so I won’t take a spill, I’m going about forty-five, but I’ve got no steel cage, just long blades cutting through the white, so long as it behaves. Gravity is...

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Cats are Mother Nature's energy healers. Humans are energy churners. Tornadoes. Waves. Breath. We are movement itself. We can be soft or violent. We are warm or frigid, hard or impartial. Elephants are wisdom and grace and comedy and gentle strength. They are the Matriarchy. Elephants teach all other creatures our place, teach us who we are. Or...

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My mother is a river. Not a calm, deep river, lush with fish and plants, flowing by gently and powerfully...but a thick, white rapids, furiously polishing the jagged rocks into marbles. There is no room for rest in her arms. You have to work for every ounce of her attention...or she will drown you. She is...

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Yet .mountains more we must climb Peaks to pick, never to decline Doing otherwise depresses the mind Those demons of fear, we must bind Full speed ahead; never deaf or blind And we dare not weep or whine Change hates to wait; now is the time Fix broken pieces; it's half past nine Whatever is missing, we must find There' s still time to...

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Mr Rate of Increase of Speed and Mr Rate of Change in Velocity. Mr Rate of Increase of Speed and Mr Rate of Change in Velocity took advantage of Mr Machine for Increasing the Speed and Energy of Charged Particles for being too agreeable. They have too much expression of acceptance in them and too much applaud...

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Somewhere on the North York Moor Pedal almost through the floor Engine soon began to roar Eighty miles per hour for sure Death comes quick on the A64......

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One step closer to finishing the project, The deadline is fast approaching, and it has to be perfect. Working hours after hours not to fall behind, The family is eating dinner—another night without Mom, no need to remind. Keeping an eye on the clock, eight o’clock is approaching; The boss demands a tête-à-tête. The pounding in your head makes you fret, Another migraine...

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Sailor home from the sea airman faster...

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Beneath Betty and Barney’s bigger better bogie Broaderbatterband was a consternated, conflcted cocoaflaxinoid created inland Hopkinosis had heard about hype, and held history in his hand Unwordeferin forever lingering longingly in his glorious gland....

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