Ballad America Poems

Intonation
tonality
Harmony
Pitch
Harmony
Melody
Centra
Ctesibius Xylem Grundfos
1803 the hoes of 1803 were forged
and the handles carved.
Used in areas of gardens
and feilds
the cicadia made
the locals conversationist.
Until "ole Fussy" told
them
"ya'll Bouis...

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 God "Owns Me",because he created me and you! I own "God" and he owns me,because to be "Owned is a reason to love ,and...

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Design Terms and Recognition
 The Formation of
Drought Magazine came with
a group of people wishing Public founding.
They (will) look to seek a place to
create the new...

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A Soldier That Lost His All

Despite his means, despite his plight
He rendered help to those in need,
No place he had fixed for each night
His life...

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In the town of Milton Creek the sun was starting to rise
And Jenna was planning for Ranger David a lovely surprise
Unbeknown to him preparations were...

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 The Lord God Almighty says "Believe On Me"! The small child "Complies",and says to him or herself: The Lord God Almighty "Created Me"! The...

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The streets by the beach keep moving you toward the sunny side of the sea. 
Where people in hordes strut on the boards sniffing at...

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 Dawne Gee really makes her best effort to inform you and me about what is real and what is the "Present Reality"! Dawne Gee.....Dawne...

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I believed you
That you cared
But you didn't
All you wanted was my love

I was a fool
I believed your lies
That you could ever love me
And the worst...

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Yesterday, all I wanted was to sing you a song  

Is there anything wrong?  

Yes, in fact there is  

Our relationship biz...

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So dark, hand stretching and shaky
How deep, how far, how did I get here?
Too scared to cry, the heart beat slows
She shouts my name, ears...

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It was old Woody that lured me with
Dust Bowl Ballads and so much more
Telling stories of a West
That I'd never heard before.
I was with the...

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The sun sank into rusty chains
Ancient Mesopotamian constellations begin to spin
Shadows in the bushes
Sidewalks walking from the back
Cetoniinae trapped in glass
Your gaze runs through the...

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 We need to start out with the truth whether we may be "Old or in our Youth! The truth is the "Light of the...

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America, she sings and America she cries 

Broken are the wings, this child filled with need 

Searching for peace with tears in her eyes 

Waving...

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