Arches Poems - Poems about Arches

In the forest of memories, my heart arches, Like an old tree, with branches under departed dreams, I open my arms to the heavens, bird-like wings, Seeking light among the shadows of past days. When I crumble into the soil of silence, I know, Every fall is a forgotten lesson, a refrain of stubbornness, Not to engrave my fragility in bones, Like...

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“The end of democracy’s nigh,” YouTube pundits in unison cry. ‘Cuz when Trump next marches through those Golden Arches, those tubers are all going to fry....

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We stand still as stone, hold our shape over time Watchers of the mosque, we watch as masks walk Each passing stride a new universe of re-re-redesign Every step under us, on the same curve of cold rock Carved from the whole, statues with earth-turning toes Clay feet on a cobbled road, yet we continue Seeing the still-captured unease...

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Midnight moonbows whet the lake; Halo whirlpools swirl and swirl. A little boy’s paper boats Spur on his dreams, near and far. ...

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POEM " GOLDEN ARCHES " by martin gedge A billion mounds of revenue to satisfy the man a building block won't stop the Kroc to monopolize the brand across a thousand countries just to occupy the land and prey upon a feeding frenzy zoo relentless pitch investing was the meaning of success put to every market share the weight of every...

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Golden Arches Aches & Pains Written: by Tom Wright 2/27/2016 Postured in leisure under retirement’s tree, With wee view of future or how much I’ll see; I lip sync the lyrics of a perpetually sad song, As days appear brief, my nights become long. Presently fettered to pain from head to toe tip, Beginning with shoulders, spreading to my hip; It’s made restful sleeping...

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Underneath a rainbow The colours fall down flat Perhaps it is the rain That makes them all go splat!...

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Don't know who designed the Golden Arches With way too many sugars and starches: Some say the fare's quite good, Others think it's junk food-- Yet no protest or funeral marches!...

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If I remember correctly, The golden arches Stopped counting long ago....

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There are many beautiful parks in the world Each is a wonder to behold Selous game reserve is special for me Because not only of a number of bird species one can see Not only the wild dogs, hippos, and crocodiles to see But rare giant African cat there might be Not far from there mngwa did they see And this demonic...

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You tell your parents you Don't want to go there, They say that there isn't Much time, You walk in the door and a Dreadful smell invades your nose You notice a man who alwase is ther Watching staring, You look out the window To see two Golden Arches You'd reacher be anywhere else But where u are now...

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THE WELCOME ARCHES Still three miles to go, storm’s approaching City’s gone in a white-out Fasten collar, pull down hat, shrink inside coat Snow cloud like a cold-steel razor Slices into my bubble of warmth Lean into the wind, eyes like slits, Face is pained, nostrils frozen Cars swirl past sideways Road, sidewalk, field, all obliterated in white Lost in an...

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