Anders Poems - Poems about Anders

...Artist Anders Zorn typically of Swedish born He loved lovely ladies undressed as many a paintings*does suggest *Girls having a bath......Read More

...Mine slovenly unkempt appearance spelled embarrassment spurred by most recent therapy session with Renee Cardone whereby thematic thread stitched how yours truly sewed coping modus operandi, ......Read More

...From space, the world is seen as a beautiful blue Idea that could orbit forever. Anders: Oh my God! Look at that picture over there! There's the Earth coming up. Wow, that's pretty. Borman: He......Read More

...In the absence of hatred This man called Anders, a mass murderer, sits in his cell a gigantic spider spinning a web of curiosity we get entangled in. We ask questions he cannot answer; if he c......Read More

... It was not the moon but the planet Earth that rose that day. It filled my eyes, it made me both an earthling and an alien. I watched the world float over my head; a window of light in a ......Read More

... Dad is in the garden tending to his turnips, He’s almost hidden by a tall crop of Sunflowers; I imagine the large yellow heliotropes turning toward an invisible moon like satellite dishes. ......Read More

......With that he kicked his horse in the flanks and charged towards Thompson and the men, not expecting it, two of them went down before they realized he was no longer Friend. Now it was just Th......Read More

......For four years he wandered, a human scourge, throwing in with the worst type of dregs. He robbed from so many without a thought, and when he slept, he saw only red. He soon was wanted in cou......Read More

...In better times, Anders Throne once was a good husband and loving father, married to his sweetheart, Rosie Smith, who’d grown on the Chesapeake waters. He worked as a lawyer, was well renowned,......Read More

......The next day’s sun a posse brought. By noon all the Anders Gang was shot, Except for one, no longer there, The path to their place, Sam had lain bare. In exchange for this they let him go, ......Read More

...When the Anders Gang came to Pitkin’s place, Bent on murder, theft, and rape, Amongst them rode a wanted man, Known to the world as Chicago Sam. He rode behind, guarding the rear While the oth......Read More

...Ek weet dit is hard om `n openlike hart te he, om eeder te prys inplaas van te skel, om geduldig te wag en te vertrou, dit is hard om te glo en hard om te hoop , hard om lief te he en hard om te haat......Read More

...Die storie van Klara viljee . My insperasie babbel vol duine. Die storie van Klara viljee . My insperasie babbel vol duine. voel jy soms verlore , praat haat, woede en vrees met jou ? Is jy dalk......Read More

...I think it's time for a proper introduction, Many have heard of Rellic, But few know of Reilly Anders, I'm a treasure hunter of sorts, An adept at exploration, Now I know what you're thinkin, "......Read More

...Geskeide Kleuter Pappa, my pappa – Het jy my mamma lief? Hoekom bly jy hierso nou? Vertel my asseblief? Hoekom het my mamma nou ‘n ander man gekry? Is hy iets van my? Sal hy haar nou vas......Read More