Thrills Poems - Poems about Thrills

Frills And Thrills

Even cold days 
can be warmed with 
the warmth of your soul.

Take a cup of coffee
in the midst of hot
summer day to feel cool.

Try coffee and ice cream
feel bittersweet
like life aftertaste.

Appreciate arts
in many forms
one find shapes and colors.

George Edward Foreman

George Edward Foreman
was a man who had a plan
he was a great boxer who gave us thrills
and Big George managed to sell thousands of grills

Cool Thrills Out There

Skating upon Saturn's rings, on the outskirts of gold,
executing my double axel, in the brisk, season of cold.
The sole sound is of ice skates, spraying bits behind;
In rich, purple dusk, of the chaotic universe entwined.
A wide-eyed dreamer, in the red heartbeat of fantasy,
does slow twirls and excited spins, jumping uncannily!
Skating on concentric rings-the adventure of

A Magical Journey

"Dreamland can be a great place to live." By Poet

I hold three magic rocks, in my hand,
Rolling them over and over and over,
Leaving this reality behind, far behind.
These three rocks are making music like a band,
one is painted with a yellow clover,
if I look closer what will I find?
A magical journey I will take,
before I

Whispers of Thrills

The rusted Ferris wheel, a skeletal hand,
Points to a sky it can no longer command.
Once, laughter echoed, joy on the breeze,
Now silence reigns, whispered by the trees.

The carousel horses, their paint chipped and worn,
Dream of merry-go-rounds, of days yet unborn.
Once, children squealed, clinging to their steeds,
Now shadows dance, where happy laughter bleeds.

The cotton candy stand,

My spine thrills with chills

midnight hides a fear
that stopped the whizz of the winds
chills run down my spine

To Live and Breathe Creating

To Live and Breathe  Creating

…for some time 
again
to rapidly wing
into joy
creating
with words as heartbeats 
and lines 
    each sketched for breath
as these pens with their inks 
draw in a song of solace
from creating
with its humbling thrill
given stroke by stroke
to designs discovering
thought arias
poetic murals
    lit in symphonic chiaroscuro
for embroidered

Thrills and Glitz

"Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand"

Capture the change as time goes by,
Capture every moment the day sculpts, 
Archive moments that gladden the heart,
Let those that sadden the heart fly away.
Relish in nature’s embrace.

Open the windows of your chamber,
Disperse the gloom that pervades,
Exhale the turbulence that permeates,
Walk in the newness the day brings,
Bask in nature’s bloom.

Treasure

Roman Thrills

There's no experience like learning that most chaos kills
I won't lie or pretend this,  x marks the spot my skin chills
An orange moon doesn't negotiate, what darkness wills
An existence plagued by pharmacies making bitter pills
So I'm crawling against the surge, brought by appalling stills
Disturbed by what relegates, our open hearts into, Roman thrills

Cruel

Cruel

You call life cruel
What do you expect of it?
The thrills of it is taunting
That's what makes it cruel.

By Isaiah Akantere Asangalisah

Cheap Thrills

Those cheap thrills for a dollar.
Ride a coaster, scream, or holler.
So, everybody does the bop.
Like pop star Cyndi Lauper.

Thrills

The proximity of Valentine's Day
    to Punxutawney Phil

  is meant to inform all lovers
    ~ In the shadows lie the thrills

What Thrills Me

Silence in the forest
Silence in the heart

Leaves in every color
Leaves, falling through rays
Light pouring out her grace

Early morning rainfall
Caressing my spirit – my faith
Abundant in prayer and praise

Snow kisses – chilling, blessing
With eager shadows, cool
Honest breaths, erasing dread
Creating a winter smile…
For the eyes of every child,
Including me

Tender words
From the one I love
 kindness
Filling my mind

Overweight

Please, continue with your exercise
To sensibly check your goddamned size
And profitably win A Painless Prize:
For The Sport Body Ounce must not rise;
For contests a loss The Bone dries
And no blunders in the end seem wise…

Please, continue to watch overweight 
That could make Coveted Prizes wait
And Expected Honors arrive late
And you leave in melancholic state…

In Boxing

It Thrills Me It Scares Me

I love it, I hate it. It scares me, it thrills me.
It is magical, mystical, ethereal, and yet….
There is a part of it that is so beyond my grasp
I try to grab onto its robes and it races off without me.
A coven of interesting people, who seem to be in the know.

I am in the

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