Armstrong Poems - Poems about Armstrong

From afar a sound of "Blues" so tender Like Satchmo strumming his trumpet His loud voice calling us together Makes me in verses break into yesterday Oh Louis...raise your voice to everyone Make the trumpet's call sound loud Chase away the fears of the crowd And those outside who think they're alone Oh Louis... now release the husky voice Nice and slow, neither hot...

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Neil Armstrong in nineteen-sixty-nine Moonwalked on the moon, the first in line. There have now been twelve Humans, no elve. Don’t you think this is mighty fine?...

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now is all there is, that's the nature of the beast, relatively speaking advantaging 'those' who control time... now is a situation of absence and meaning 'those'...are us and our day to day routines slowing down, to take advantage of the scenery... remember the most wonderful childhood song, 'what a wonderful world' by louis armstrong... well, now is all there is and it is...

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The coal and blackened hands. Zero was the cardinal sin. After the lunar walk, you flinch back in horror. A gaint leap has ended in a coal tar pit. Are you sure we have landed at a right spot ? Extraterrestrial. An immune disorder. Your autism was evolving into a monster of twisted brain. Outside your home dozens of bodies were...

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Cyclist Lance Armstrong Claimed he did no wrong. But the seven-time Tour de France winner Was busted, confessed and became a sinner....

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Lance expects forgiveness now For coughing up the truth, Even though the clues were there For any paltry sleuth. Confessing all on Oprah’s show, He hopes to get on track, Believing that the sport would gladly Want to have him back. After years and years of lying, While his fans continued hoping, It’s a bit anti-climactic To admit that he was doping. A hero who has fallen Often...

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ARMSTRONG IS GONE. This great leg who steped places Not all men would treck His vibrant head that was always Blessed Not all sence can learn, Armstrong, destinies wagon, the Golden legend Surgion of human endervoles, even The best among animals prefrence, Your gaint visit to the clouds Where the moon permanently rest. II My lips are sealed See this almond tree thick and rich But she thinks real...

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The end of an era has come and gone Right before our eyes; With the man who first stepped on the moon Having said his last goodbyes. While tens of thousands of engineers, Scientists and lovers of space Helped lift him up and get him there, No one else can take his place. From his childhood to...

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The great man is dead And he may find in this voyage So many Columbus that left us blind Without knowledge Of earth indisputable speck Steering the shipwreck With malfunctioned cameras of dream. The great man is dead What this this new situation for him Who made the first step Through the wilderness of galaxies On the threshold of the moon Ambiguous mystery of origin That makes man's...

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i've got the world in my hands it's time to make my stand fighting for the love in your hands it's hard to move alone under water sometimes i think i'm going down sometimes i feel i'm gonna drown sometimes i feel i can't feel so i go under water i don't want to hear it no more i don't want to hear it no more i take my chances i'll...

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Louis: How are things down there? Hear the Northern and Southern States are having quite the disagreement. Congrats for becoming president. Abraham: You're right about the unrest. I just hope a war doesn't break out soon. How did you get so far- and even leave Earth - in the first place? Seems to me...

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"Pops" is gone Master of the trumpet He dazzled with his artistry We listened and watched The man could rip out a tune..... But if the truth be told He is gone He's with Bix, Miles and the others "Gone from the...

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Third After Seven, Wins...

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Here lies the body of keegan armstrong who has nothing but a feeble arm Not for work but daily meal raise After a plentiful meal,he sits calm Boasting of how strong his arm could be...

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