Back Of Beyond Poems - Poems about Back Of Beyond

... I've been to a few strange places in my day some hotter than the hottest spot on the sun some colder than the coldest crater on the moon and all the while I was looking for someone look......

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... I talk to the trees and they listen to me I whisper sweet nothings they renew the air I breathe I talk to the trees tho' they don't respond beats speaking to myself in the back of ......

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...Dear my missing half, Thank you for this tear on the cusp of my eye Thank you for giving me space to fly But without you in my life, do I have any desire to soar that high? Your angelic feature......

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... ‘if I could I would fetch you the moon a spoon …’ opalescent like a chakra’s rainbow your lustrous promise kindled a path to peace and stability to the moon and the back of beyond shining da......

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...In a little place in the back of beyond, there's a body of water called Second Pond. (I just assume that this corresponds with a body of water called First Pond. If someone can confirm this, ple......

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... Written: November 21, 2023 __________________________________________ My grasp soars to the sky. billions of light-years into space Inducing the comely azure to car......

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...Hebrews war We see them breaking every law of criminal conduct like it should be an everyday occurrence We are told by the eminent Jordan Peterson, that the people, from the back and beyond Turke......

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...Pot hole, O pot hole I saw you too late And fell into your clutches Before I could brake A teeth rattling crunch Told me the worst You'd won the battle My tyre had burst And now I am ......

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...a mystical flying marauder soared in from space ten thousand years of time throughout my two hours fathom out the lake, icicle has risen an utter lack of pulse and recess of air we ......

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...I wasn't born with long elegant God-limbs to race across the flowered plains of heaven I was conceived from the hammer and anvil of a gray witted, quick to anger blacksmith. My shoulders will ......

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...As I thought upon the coming of February, the month designated as Black History Month, I began to think upon potential ancestors of long long ago. My imagination got the best of me, and this fictitio......

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...Wheels of life dangle from delicate branches Sway in the wind and embrace in quiet caress I used to be an acorn Now I am a tree Seasons coloured in outside their softened contours ......

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...What is the purpose of your visit young man? I heard that you have the best marmalade in the world Well we do import oranges but you look a bit foreign to us I am a seasoned voyage......

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...Translation of « On est les oubliés » (They/We are the neglected and forgotten lot) by the songster-poet Gauvin SERS (For the last two years, this young unassuming Frenchman, full of verve and d......

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...The backlog of time charts an aspiring future on the way Scrolls back into memories lighting the path Backstreets of remembrance embrace tantamount change Rewind foundat......

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