Whir Poems - Poems about Whir

...Guns, erupt in city street? Shake the ground we love? Poison, corrupt what is sweet? Hear us, God above... Fan out, troops; if we hold back; Soon our fabled state; Will of course soon fade to......

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...As a kid, I had a brilliant plan— Become a dentist! Be The Man! White coat, big bucks, drills that whir... Then I saw my cousin’s clinic—Brrr! The smell alone could curl your soul, I n......

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...In the copper-clad cradle of time where gears whir fugues to forgotten dreams..... the fog—a somnolent specter—drifts..... veiling the calculus of progress a manuscript etched by steam and soot. ......

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...the light of Self is embodied a sphere of eternal living light implanted in our upper chest a few ribs below jugular notch representing our spiritual heart chakras above and below whir enlive......

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... The Great Hall of the People. After the performance she appears above us, stepping out from a Chinese painting of heaven. She descends into the foyer, camera’s whir. Once more we are ......

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...The moon, a charcoal smudge, hangs low and dim, while stars, like pinpricks, pierce the black night. Clicking crickets creates a raucous hymn, and katydids whir on new wings to take flight. A y......

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...I kept the inner workings, kept the plastic furniture while it cracked into multidimensional bones. I kept (in part), the whir of its mirroring mind. Of course, the viewer has dimmed out not......

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...Not a room for the waiting or the receiving of the waiting, but a room for a liquid thinking a turgidity that trickles through plastic tubes. Is this where doors remain jammed forever between......

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... a towel released cross a sheepish floor lizards grin at what they adore time stands still feet replace hands only the robots shall understa......

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... She opened the box a dove flew out nestling down on her shoulder A twinge of pain shot through her sore conscience all a-whir When was the last time sh......

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...Pencil Sharpener Woman Her shapely metal figure was baby blue, but there was much more to her. She sharpened all grades of pencil lead with the greatest of whir. Her movable face plate w......

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...Stair carefully dear into the unknown abyssal void. Pier was once past and now rotted and rictus, petrified. Hue manatee threaded ten den and garnet. Ruby teardrops and crimson Damascus drip......

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... Radio’s on loud at the crack of dawn though it blared to the full moon too A couple of fans whir all day though it’s mostly hot air they spew A goldfish drifts belly-up......

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... Tried to write something philosophical But the strain on my brain was immense Heard something whir then POP Thought to myself, “that can't be good” Felt fine otherwise But suddenly w......

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...The Flower Seller Amelia wares un- cuticled painted nails, She hop scotches a pirate on one leg, Tip-toeing long sun cast morning shadows, beneath billowing hand stitched, salty sails; ......

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