In our silence, if thoughts intrude,
recognise that they manifest,
owing to cravings rude and crude,
offered to us as a life test,
so if we rain dance in the nude,
childlike innocence will be blest,
by pulsations of boundless bliss,
brought forth when polarities kiss.
Employing the mind of our heart,
we flow through life with zest and zeal,
treading mindfully, a learnt art,
no illusion holding appeal.
Since we’re the all, we’re also this
feeble form supercharged with bliss.
She was depressed,
Sometimes it would take awhile
To feel it, know it,
But this time she could literally see it.
Her eyes had sunk into her clouded mind
Shading all she saw.
The sun hurt her,
Mild days troubled her spirit,
Dull days sent her deeper
Into a misery she could not define
Or explain away.
It seemed that her inner climate was victim
To her outer climate.
One thing only could enliven her soul,
Just one, that was thunder and lightning,
Only a great and dangerous electrical storm
Could drag her out of her downcast blues.
Yesterday was the happiest day
she had known for ages.
She thrilled at the climatic chaos over her head,
Her heart pounded and leapt - although
She was safely indoors.
She laughed out loud,
Wild with a new sense of vivacity and life.
Her body needed this super-charge
To be fully awake, fully alive!
The next day a relative found her
Naked on the bed
Quite dead.
it’s said we can’t outrun our past ~ yet the cosmos does so every day
and whilst mankind tries catching back up ~ monkeys remain much the same way
intelligence has surpassed evolution ~ one million fold i’d say
have we been blessed or modified ~ who supercharged our DNA
By
David Kavanagh
4x17
Body of steel
Ready to deal
You get the feel
Supercharged
All revved up
With the cover up
Me behind the wheel
Oil and sleeze
Punch and Squize
Engine grease
Running like a breeze
You make me
Beg on my knees
Hot Rod Baby
Hot Rod Baaaabbyyyy
My Nitro Lady
Baby scream, scream, and screaaammmm
Light is red
The race is set
Pumping adrenalin as
As I’m soaking sweat
Moaning and screaming
Yeaaahh , You know what I mean
My burning desire, driving on fire
My wings of flight Smooth as night
My Dream machine
Straight up mean, Faith unclean
You’re my beauty queen, yeah you run the scene
Straight pipe, V8, Gasolin
Roaring thunder, Nitroglicerine
Unchained, Beastial Machinery
Asphalt burning , lady of my dreams
Hot Rod Baby
Hot Rod Baaaabbyyyy
My Nitro Lady
Baby scream ,scream ,screaaammmm
You are my pleasure and pain
A shot in the veeeeeeiiiiin
liquid oxygen, nitrogen, napalm
the many methods of modern BBQ
multi-pronged igniters injecting mainline
high pressure laser guided fusion reactors
subatomic quantum mechanical quasar energy
photons vibrating in Orion’s nebula
disintegrating galactic supercharged plasma
ejected from hemorrhoids at warp speed
inner core’s event horizon is compromised
came through the worm hole
didn’t see it coming
In the Dark Night Sky
In the Dark Night Sky, a “Pale Moon” now arises suddenly,
With clouds of ice sparkling in a frozen-cold ring around it;
While your bright, rosy-cheeked face appears as a paste-like
Image of a grinning and laughing White Dwarf so happy!
A Million-Times-Brighter-Hell-Hot Supernova emerges now,
With a colossal colored-array of jewels firmly fixed upon the
Trajectory of a brilliant star trailing and exploding its waves,
As it shakes its cosmic dust on all of your light-filled dreams!
Divinity travels through my veins like warm blood free-flowing;
And as one radiant supercharged beauty kisses God’s very face,
She finds His divine and infinite picture—His view of our Cosmos,
Where the souls of Mankind seek the final spirit of their being!
Wild Moon Dogs howl joyous echoes bouncing into an infinity,
As they choose to dance to an ancient song of peace and love.
This is the final message of the pale moon’s image cresting now
Lonely across the Dark Night Sky as it reflects God’s Starlight!
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem
Copyright © All Rights Reserved – November 17, 2015
(Unrhymed Quatrain)
Love Is…..
Written by: D. Collins 9/8/15
There’s but one way to love.
You have to give love back.
Take what it teaches,
and build upon that.
It comes with give and take,
along with ups and downs.
Acceptance of these, is
how true love is found.
When times get tough,
Love never walks away.
It becomes supercharged,
with nothing negative to say.
It brings tears to our eyes,
and strength to our core.
It is the final solution,
that we are striving towards.
It brings out the best in people,
whether be man, woman, or child.
It truly has no equal, through
it’s unconditional style.
Butterfly love messages
Better to fly through romantic passages
Shelter you in tender verse
Pillow passions, warm and gooey
Let yourself be immersed
Time standing still substance
Supercharged feelings filling buckets
So large soul enriching sustenance
So succulent, most excellent
Untimed
Untamed
In the face of a thousand horsepower
Up rises the man of the hour
His passion peaked
His focus tweaked
Raw
Pure
He spins and loops
Whirlpools each lap
Egos over rev
An enchanted V-twelve
The archangel
Fallen to enthral
Thrusts his sword through my wall poster
In a chariot mounted a motor
The Red Baron
Supercharged to slay the dragon
A German craftsman
Piloting the air bending chicane
Driven around his own soundtrack
Blazing the chequered flag
Atop the podium
A mesmerised coliseum
A roar like an earthquake
A Danke!
A gold medallion to his bullion
Akin to Hamilton
A well formulated campaign
In a splash of champagne
A force of nature in his prime
Inspired in me
A shockwave like a tsunami
You beat the clock Schumi
So you wanna supercharger
Make your car so much faster
Four laws you need master
Will make it a hot rod blaster
Supercharged, supercharged
On your clock the air in bar
Supercharged, supercharged
Engines rammed with air so hard
These things you need to know
Pressure, temperature and flow
The fourth should all be equal
One mistake could be lethal
Did you verse yourself in class
Study chemistry on your ass
Do you know you got the flow
Air mass quick or slow
Understand the molecules of air
The table elements do you dare
It seems there’s a kind of draft
Different gases’ just seem daft
Hot or cold it’s needs compression
Pressure should match expanding session
Do you need a vacuum lesson
Draw or blow that’s the question
Thermodynamics wrapped up in one
Physics state laws to work and run
Remember the rise, remember the fall
Engines work better, when they're cooled
© Copyright
K.C.Leake
28th October 2014
All Rights Reserved
Miniscule beings of enlightenment
float across the infinitum
supercharged in the night
looking for their new homes
as they roam all alone
no-one knows how they feel
in their minds of matter
OFF and On
Simply put some people are always ON and they are supercharged and have no
lack of energy gastrulating vehemently as the victum less than gleefully reacts to
them oh please my work is over in one hour eye am very sleepy now as soon as
eye have eaten and made love then eye must sleep and get some rest somehow
oh eye knoe that you are someone in the world of education oh you say you are a
teacher and you expostulate the ramification of my emulation of a sheep at sleep
and resting in the field of grass between the Sheppard dogs at last just let me do
this last hour of my job and learn people do not have to bow to a higher learner
when they earn.
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