Quotes about thermal, page 2
The Bridge at Rio Vista
The bridge stands low
over the swollen
Sacramento,
black water,
rushing to
darker seas,
hypo-thermal,
sucking breath
from the fallen,
the overboard,
the suicide.
Its sturdy stanchions,
hold fast,
give refuge
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poem by Steven Federle
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Supermarket Spring
brazen hussy at the check-out desk
cast aside her thermal vest
and without anymore ado
treated the Tesco's weekend queue
to a Vernal Equinox Review
and with cheesecake, melons and Danish-Blue
showed what one or two could do
of the chicken-breast for one man's tea
she revealed it's true inadequacy
oh how Spring was sprung in every aisle
as she took off for more air-miles
poem by STEPHEN BRIAN Brady
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Believe Glimpse Eureka Synchronicity
glimpse eureka
underlying order
of the universe
synchronicity
in quantum physics
fractal geometry
chaos theory
people love mystery
mysterious things
shock synchronicity
revelation magic moments
happening to pragmatic minds
holds a person fix individuals
in thrall thermal velocity
inertia of motion shocks
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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Feathered Connection
I understand rationalism
the paradox of the problem
interaction of integer
when in acquitted relationship.
It is hard
to fly like an eagle
when you walk
with a turkey.
At least lost luminous
forbidden false rendezvous
inserts life pain and solace
into activated bloodstream.
An eagle chick evolving must forsake
flightless earthbound existence
before it attains thermal freedom soaring
hallowed heights unchained.
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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Barely bearable
I find the winter hard to bear.
A fact that must clearly state.
I wish I had been born a bear
and had the sense to hibernate
I do not like the damp and cold
nor do I like the snow and ice
and it gets worse as I grow old.
I often think it would be nice.
To be a hairy grizzly bear
and sleep from autumn until spring.
Kept snug and warm by my thick hair,
no need to wake for anything.
But sadly I am not a bear
I need my thermal underwear.
1-Jan-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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We Just Know
Central to the nose
Line down
Lips
Tip the balance
Upon red
My own settle
Build
Internal tides
Heave
Flood in
Thermal swathes
Tuning intumescence
Hands firm
Soft eyes mist
Blinding out reality
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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My Adiabatic Love
'My adiabatic love', you smiled;
an event encountered in tales;
were so lonely our input trails,
in anisotropic ways, compiled.
Our enthalpy dispersed slow,
following a process isentropic,
inlet-outlet states endoscopic,
an efficiency of standard flow.
Two power binary vapor regions,
worked reversibly and ecstatic,
two isothermal - two adiabatic,
heat engine thermal conditions.
During the fluid standard cycles,
max availability was obtained,
at a given state was sustained,
touring forever on our bicycles.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Blood Hate Reaps Damnation Souls
thermal imaging night vision fog soups
violently blinking are blind ghost eyes
lost human souls drift isolation herds
who hate dark flayed carcass flesh?
who whipped crushed love emotions?
who thorn wove their bitter crowns?
who pinned hopes pierced hearts?
who mad shredded empathy compassions?
who torn sacred symmetry spun souls?
pitch black dark weep landscapes
stand blind herd ghost lost souls
none can see into another's eyes
blood rain drips from bitter hands
hate crimes were life bitter deeds
blood hate reaps damnation crop souls
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Golden Toddy
We hunted, swept the planet pole to pole
to capture a glimpse of that rare species.
Through a thermal lens we spotted a shoal,
picked up the trail of nuggety faeces,
then tagged the shiniest beast in the pride,
mounted a camera on its gleaming horn,
bolted a microphone into its hide.
A first: toddies in flight, asleep, in spawn . . .
After months in the field, the broken yolks
had gilded and glazed the presenter's boots;
the sponsor's lover wore a precious skull
for a brooch, out-glinting the best boy's tooth.
Rank bad form. But the creature itself shone,
perched on the clapper-board, the golden one.
poem by Simon Armitage
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Craps.....[Short; Nature observations; National park; My Marriage]age
Our recent driving trip through western states has ended.
In Yellowstone I said something to my wife which offended
her because it seemed to show lack of interest in what we did.
I referred to the thermal features as 'crap'. So? I'm just a kid.
How many geysers and hot springs must I endure?
They are dangerous and the water's not even pure!
Besides, I saw some of it forty-nine years ago.
I remembered Old Faithful from then; my brain's not THAT slow.
Well, my wife was not impressed by my choice of words.
It's like I downgraded the wonders to the level of turds.
So I apologized, sort of, and off we went some more
to view Yellowstone's wonders....though some are a bore.
Hee hee
poem by Bri Edwards
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