Arial Poems - Poems about Arial

...The allure of mused poems, No longer visits this nonchalant psyche. It trickles now, once a roaring torrent Now a lazy stream Am like a desultory jaded heaven Where starry jewels once decked t......

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...I have hid mine heart, Within a prison cell, Dark and cold, Whose key, only you hold. I have buried mine memories, Within the chasms of time, None is ......

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...I love thunder clouds, those flashing battles in the sky, the sky-high drama sooths me. As I take my rest, I imagine great ships locked in a titanic conflict, and wonder what side will prevai......

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...’Twas once a young crooner imbued with maroon or some other embarrassing shade when he sang the wrong note in a gondola boat, unawares the mistake he had made. In arial rapture, his true lov......

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...I sat in the parking lot of a red brick Baptist church, and read the words typed in small Arial font. Pondering my path from a past of battle torn want. But these were not the words of God, nor of a ......

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...Come What May. . May comes in a blaze of glory Opening natures treasure chest The spectacular hawthorn adorns It’s pretty wedding gown And the perky trilling Robin Wears it’s Sunday best . ......

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...take my ashes throw them to the wind where they may be spirited away taken places randomly took take a look and see where the rambling winds have taken me from here to Timbuktu i ......

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...Courtesy of Marx (albeit Zeppo, Harpo, Groucho, and Chico), whose acts (along Seuss iz Zacks Fifth Avenue) brought generations of laughter to Vaudeville, and then the Silver Screen adlibbed......

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...I gotta n itch) Lenin, where alien archeologists from outer limits of the twilight zone unearthed (com) bust stubble rubble yes likeness of Guy Richie Rich Noir, whose couture, the best skid ......

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...You have to know where you've been to ignore where you're not going. I can't figure out if I'm guy 3 or 4 in all these poems. I know they knew. The Taxi driver you met today knew. The guy at the ......

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... how big is big <......

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...roses... silent words words of love and thanks... their gift violets agree shame they both have to be picked so their voices can be heard Inspired by

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... Bright blue sky, a cloudless summer day As an artist I note the ......

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...A freak of literature Designed by those mad poets But escaped the lab: the English classroom, Its me G the hybrid word: With added punctuation and bold character so im strong- Arial be my......

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...Courtesy of Marx (albeit Zeppo, Harpo, Groucho, and Chico) whose acts brought generations of laughter to Vaudeville and then the Silver Screen adlibbed, linkedin, and ransacked skits zoid mater......

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