Puffin Poems - Poems about Puffin

..."discarding narrow thought flow crutch we learn directly by soft touch and what we garner we relay to the vast void in childlike play entwined thus with the universe we dance without need to......Read the rest...

...Come post presidential election 2024... heil to the Wharton chief firebrand - more worrisome than an ovarian cyst every race, religion, nationality, gender, creed, et cetera with impunity dis......Read the rest...

...What am I doing here when there is no one to care, what I am doing here when you are all alone sitting over there. The days feel longer, the nights are very short and passion is locked up in the dark......Read the rest...

...What you talking about got people thinking you got it going on sipping my wine singing my song aint no way and Baby put me in your mix instaed you go out there turnin tr treat me right t......Read the rest...

...I am looking forward to the coming days when the earth will flourish again, the plants will grow, fresh air will flow and visitors will flock to our shores. Our beaches are white and clean and lofty ......Read the rest...

...Goodbye six pack hello* poetry scribes My poetic side COSMOFUNNEL wordsmith thanks tumblr in his noggin ofttimes triggering babbling brook to swell after deluge becoming stream of consciousne......Read the rest...

...My child has a love of poetry It is rare, for she is only nine. In her bare mind, words are potpourri floating, rhyming by stanza, by line. Holding a book ever so tightly (it relieves the raw ......Read the rest...

...ASSIGNMENT CALENDAR by JOHN M. ARRIBAS JR I Know Not Where My Future Assignment Lies My Journey on Earth, a Welcome Surprise My next Venture Could Possibly Be An Endless Journey Throughout......Read the rest...

...medication malfunctions, feelin 6 in depression world guessin eyes stressed when, lord of heaven drops confessions code of matrix saturates, bash it's core of hate..... make my getaway, in noble d......Read the rest...

...Yon dismal grey golden skies; Puffin pillowy white clouds fly; Birds shutters streaming by; Canvas hues of lightening blues; Hills and mountains labour views; Streams, lakes and pond......Read the rest...

...Historical crooner, troll-like in burrows your eerie cries are supernatural. Lacking red, yellow and orange but you shear the air to make up for it. I walked a few steps around ......Read the rest...

...Saint Govan’s Chapel They stood with their raincoats and rubber boots at the top of the cliff Clothed in anger and fear they braced the elements and honoured the Saint A hermit had lived in ......Read the rest...

...Be aware of the Cougar, the big mountain Cat Now I know you like mounting, but your just a Pussy Cat I sometimes think you’re Horsey, and like a good jump Perhaps therefore a Mare, with a lovely A......Read the rest...

...I came home the other day and my Ole lady wuz like..I thought you was getting ah maserati,i'm not riding in that. I replied, I went to my buddy's carlot and he said he don't get those maserati cars t......Read the rest...

...A slice of is figment is not stone carved melon nor mould of moon cake nor is it moaning marbles moving momentously. It is fascinating to note that steam rolling over headlines using big heavy wheels......Read the rest...