Adrenaline Rush

A poem about my personal addiction.

Adrenaline Rush

 

This drug that surges through

my veins and floods my brain each day.

Giving my brain just the jolt it needs

in all the right ways!

 

This electric stimulation is organic.

Nothing bought on the street

or over the counter would ever compare

to the sparking flares this natural

drug delivers to me.

 

I find my fix through

various avenues and pathways

of my life, any way that will deliver

this potent rush to me quickly.

 

While speeding down the highway,

weaving in and out of cars with

the radio blasting my favorite rock song.

 

The "endorphin fix" my body delivers

while running across a ten mile run. 

 

A really scary movie, or roller coast will

do in a pinch!

 

The intense buzz

I feel the moment

I take my first step

 off the highest bridge

 I can find with a bungee

rope attached to my waist.

 

The exhilarating feeling of delivering

a public speech in front of a crowded room.

 

The bells and whistles

that sound off in my body as I ski

down the steepest black diamond path.

 

That fleeting feeling as the blade

of my skate digs into the ice and 

I project into a triple axel-spin

in the brisk air.

 

It’s this rush that I enjoy

running to every day

in my own way,

my adrenaline rush.

 

I’m so addicted to you!

 

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

The vitality of this writer is in itself
stimulating. A buzz the reader gets just
reading this writer. Her adrenaline rush
permeates the screen, floods the room as
we read and spurs the wild bronc to terrible
heart pounding excitement.
Having read this creation the reader is stimulated
to seek out more of her, find more of tjhis excitement.
Experiment with the desire and experience that
creates such arousal.

The delivery of the above poem stirs a chemical fire
in the body of the reader, not a slow burn but a
raging fire that excites and permeates the muse.

Great writing,

----- Eagle Cruagh

[Patches I'm not so new..]

Enjoyed this emensely really was struck by the last line A mutual friend of ours
has written an erotia poem posted on site with that last line as the title! Great minds think alike----

[The Perfectionist]

I quite like the poem itself, I'm just not exactly crazy about how you've laid it out. The points at which you break a line seem random, and the length of stanzas (and indeed lines) seem to have the appearance of structure without actually having one. It's not bad, per se, but it's a bit bewildering to read.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

This poem itself is an adrenaline rush for the reader...
it was a very genuine and well structured write..
I find my fix through

various avenues and pathways

of my life, any way that will deliver

this potent rush to me quickly.



While speeding down the highway,

weaving in and out of cars with

the radio blasting my favorite rock song.

those lines were familiar and lovely.

[Arthur Stewart]

great poem, keep up the good work.

Especially like the structure of:

The intense buzz
I feel the moment
I take my first step
off the highest bridge
I can find with a bungee
rope attached to my waist.