Arriver Poems - Poems about Arriver

... My mom drove like a racecar driver, this ma'am was always the first arriver; Abba loud was such a hoot, stopped, the car would peep and toot<......

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...My name was picked by my mother Shared with brother, changed by grandmother, leaving me to uncover the truth from another Not her so I suffered My name means Honesty, Sacrificer, and Admirer. Th......

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...My Arkea Ultime Challenge race, Solo race around the world, It is the poetry that I trace day by day, My trimaran is happiness and its sails, I can go around the world, with, From my home port, ......

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...The most beautiful girls, Are those we imagine to love, The ones we would like to invite to the restaurant To drink champagne and grands crus, The most beautiful girls, I know some, Are the on......

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...The old soul The natural survivor Master of passage The timely arriver With presence potent Others in awe Bowed are the younger Honoured before Greater spirits Marking the way We journey o......

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...Translation of Eric Mottram’s KRIM: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY TO SEPTEMBER 1989 - I by T. Wignesan ( This poem is from the collection, ESTUARIES: Poems 1989-91. Twickenham: Solaris, 1992, 62p. Pub. by Y......

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...je n'ai pas choisi mon nom ma couleur ou ma religion je n'ai pas choisi le liban ni d'etre arriver dans ce temps cependant mes amis je vais choisr ma vie il ne me reste plus beaucoup de temps......

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...A LOST AFRICAN CHILD You lost African child, Who will find you in the wood? What is your name and whose Name are you bearing, your mother's or father's? Do you know where your home town is? D......

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...We sit in a loose circle, always ready to shift, or offer our place for a late-arriver; just another soul who's been left adrift in this sea of turmoil, just another survivor. We talk, well, some ......

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...i am a figure, a mystery person, you don't know me, i want to be a poet, i want to be a surgeon. i am not real, a figment of your imagination, i am a shadow, i am your creation. i am a life driver, a......

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...SUFFIX - PREFIX PUNS Mispronounce inter-family relationships * And we bury the family - its security slips: Anti -freeze divorced Uncle freeze at last, After yesterday’s weather for......

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