Anchors Poems - Poems about Anchors

Separated Not separated Between Not between.. No anchors Apparently And not Apparently......

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(This is all just my opinion, what I glean from the internet, Mainstream News, and my imagination – do your own research. If there is any truth in my observations, this write will definitely not make me a star in LOW PLACES, who are in power – in my speculative opinion) Anchors of Sin No system of governance is perfect; but what we...

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Anchors without rancour are rare today. They don’t just report rumors, they dissect some. Men like Brinkley and Huntley, anchors aweigh, anchors without rancour. They steer clear of party-lines with no humdrum. No newshawk floored CBS such a long stay as Walter Cronkite whose candor ranks as plumb. War correspondents, like Murrow kept at bay and cleared away critics like...

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The anchors I carry were a plethora of burdens I was never meant to carry always weighed down by my insecurities the snare of the fear of men the lust of my flesh the pride of my life and the voice of my past traumas You are the Creator of my soul the One who wants to provide me with a private island saturated with an abundance of...

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Anchors Aweigh... destination unknown for this Earthling stardate: February 26th, 2022 At sea since time immemorial I relish being alone upon oceanic expanse yours truly doth bemoan me gal Sal (one among numerous female confidantes), no matter, she easily mistaken as a crone magical powers keep her manning far aloft drone as surveillance hovers above me (to intercept encrypted communication maintained courtesy bluetooth earphone) the two of us sol survivors I feel like a...

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When dark days and evil nights lurk and strike, ...

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island craving dust no more water says enough is enough — send-off 9/3/2019 (Hurricane Dorian)...

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Anchors Aweigh...Destination Unknown Weather beaten cap'n, and watertight bewitched craft time tested since maiden voyage (circumnavigating the globe back in the day of my youth), I ranked tough as a pitbull, when severely pitted against raw elements of swiftly tailored, ...

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W-orld news and current affairs E-volve virtually in EBC; N-et 25 neutral station G-ives information to see. D-ay twentieth of March E-arly breaks after the night; L-et the Monday morning A-im to bring warmth and light. F-rom local to international events, U-nder the wide blue sky; E-agle Broadcasting Corporation N-ever will tell a lie. T-ruth...

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She filled the entire sky. The fold of clouds evened out. She smiled regardless of weather. Her smile peeped through the cracks of closed blinds. Peeked between open spots of trees. Her smile bright for all to see. Highlighting everyone around. All seamlessly standing still. It was easy to become lost. A young woman with rosy cheeks. At first glance her dimple shown. The corners of...

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Let go of always; Let go of satisfaction; Let go of my "Self". Inspiration: "Emotionally Numb" by Silent One...

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Turn on news, want to hear what's real don't care about politics or how you feel. Tell me what, where, when, anything that's new not important what you think or your view. Reading a prompter emotionally, pretending you care thinking you're special, got the job because of your hair. News is reporting facts, not a calculated political spin let citizens know the...

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Sailboat afloat on a journey of light Seagulls take wing, navigators in flight The sun is a timepiece, seconds in the sand The clock tells no time, it's missing a hand The wind is a dancer, to the rhythm it sways As the waves become angry, looking for prey The journey of light is...

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To succumb to one's own pride, Or to the ferrying tides? To hold on, you must decide, That this journey's worth the ride. Often times I see these boats Stuck on sandbars, sometimes moats, They can hardly stay afloat, Yet somehow, onward they go....

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A rock, an anchor, a touchstone Our visits, email, time on phone. Has been such an aid in my struggles And I really enjoyed all the snuggles. But stones are a burden, you see, And they no longer are a help to me. Thanks for telling me your needs It makes it clear we can’t proceed. So this is all I have to...

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