Arr Poems - Poems about Arr

... Run Aground Arr, Matey! Me ship has run aground, In this shallow world, I search for character, but none to be found. Through me spyglass, a foggy, distant world, unclear, This incessa......

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... Thee overthier sed whet? Put pint darn, spek thou tripe! Thou must oo-n thy own thoughts Went aside thou harse tuther day Heard waling tuther side thy do-or. Arrghh, tis whet thee sed? Nowt!......

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...This is what a woman's about when they dress just To go out What's the weather like sunshine or raining now I know Let me explain. Shall I wear jeans boootcut or crop the ones that go With ......

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...The midnight sun belongs to Alaska where children play and parents lose all sense of time until fatigue reminds them it it is time for shut eye as they call it a night where dusk is is a golden ......

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...A little breeze Blew through My head Something Nagged at me A storm was coming The breeze Grew in intensity As I open the cupboard By the time I got to the back Where the pan I need was A ......

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...playing around playing with sound quadraphonic engulfing me so i start off simply being me me me me me eee ee e so what so what sooo wha soo what so try it again defining myself......

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...There's a Senior's home called the Shady Lane and life's curse is at an end. Where a hundred souls are kept in line till Death its message sends. They built a country... fought its wars, ......

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...Morning on Lake Rhapsody Standing on her shore  Quiet beauty surrounds one Gentle sounds still everywhere Soothing eyes and ears Soft golden light rising Tall timber ridge aglow Silken voi......

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...JUST STEPS AWAY Seconds turning to minutes Minutes becoming those hours Hours rise setting into days Days spinning to weeks Years greeting me with many birthdays Still, one hundred only ......

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...When I Think About This world my life those lives of every living thing, I sometimes disdain those commas and mostly those periods. Something being so final in their brief little dot endings, I......

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...Hermes broke his Father (Zeus) and Mother’s (Maia) heart when he intervened upon seeing a green eyed blonde woman of Celtic origin, on her way to the afterlife, breaking all the rules, displeasin......

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...An umbrella moves through the rain and in between each drop emptiness Morning’s injured light far from the sun trips over rooftops into the wind’s mouth passing over my eyes I hear foots......

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...These jagged crashing glows, Searing my memories, Welded to turning pages in this brain. White hot flashes, Becoming cold and lonely, Lie dormant in that past. Yet every now and then,......

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...I am not normal no one is .. Far inside the feeling exists Round and round I go over it Where is it ? It ceiced to be .. no bell ring Engraved set thoughts ......

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...Aye and ’tis a bonnie glen And for us the Laird’s enclave Dinna fush the soldiers’ menace ‘Tis this moment that He gave. And we gaither ‘neath the stars And we tak the wine and bread ......

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