Adventurer Poems - Poems about Adventurer

The Adventurer I don't know any famous people maybe I have met famous people who keep their fame hidden like Madonna who lives in Lisbon, near enough for me to say if someone who doesn't know the place, Madonna is my neighbor. I know of a man who has been living in Laos and Vietnam for...

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If you're sitting comfortably and have locked your mobile 'phones, I'll tell you all a story about Indiana Jones I met him on a wooden bench whilst strolling through a park He was mumbling incoherently about some missing ark At some point back in history, a loaded ark set sail The animals had disembarked according to his tale Instead, some coins...

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A thousand ships through the dark nights sail, to mysterious lands and adventure's trail. With a thirst for to live life, I cannot rest, when one is finished, there's another quest. I travel paths into the unknown, with each path completed, I know I’ve grown. Though the dangers lurk at most every turn, I sense I’m protected; I've no concern. I try different...

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Walking tall and high . Reaching for the sky. Her favorite pose . Is bending over and pause. She can look straight in the eyes. But preferred to be slapped ,thrown down spreading thighs. A...

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The whirling Dervish leaves fell… Clouds of reindeer from the kebab House as well, in deepest down town Camberwell …a Turkish Christmas …he announced “Come and hunt wolves in the Caspian Mountains with my uncle” he said…. I declined …keen to protect the wolves And my reputation as a liberal Damn...what a fool I was:...

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Death of Tom Horn Adventurer Tramping across wide open countryside Looking for perfect place so I can hide Free man I once was and used to be Now everyone has been searching for me. A henchman, big bandit and robber all Who accepted adventure's carefree call At fourteen furiously away form home ran Knowing I now had become a mighty man. Practiced shootin' until...

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I am told, that when I was not very old, in diapers, as a matter of fact. I was bold, definitely too young to scold, to young to know how to act. I was alone at the start and in my zone, while mom had a chore to do. I got prone, up on the mantle, diaper blown. From the floor to there, was...

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Adventurer At a ridiculously early age he learned right from wrong Thus to the world an adventurer called Eddie Sang came along Although a bit on the lean side he'd always fight for those weaker For those very meek at heart and lacking of voice he would be their speaker Is it stupid or wrong to fight for a smile...

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