Bair Poems - Poems about Bair

...Up up the fly away wig doth go revisited and revised March 10th, 2024... (Any resemblance between the following humorous account and real life circumstance tis purely coincidental). Went off fo......Read the rest...

...Up up the fly away wig doth go revisited and revised April 19th, 2023 IM pen named Pilot Jane A. Rug who ascribes to writing poetry as opportunistic, holistic, and cathartic warming me body ele......Read the rest...

...Standing in a market square Kabeer wants everyone’s welfare, Nor friendship to any, Nor any enmity! _______________________________ Kabira khada bazar mein, mange sab ki khair, Na kahu se d......Read the rest...

...In you the Dogs of War unleashed again an Expeditionary Force by sea, and in the ground in years fourscore and ten lie bones of Empire and Admiralty. How in muddy trench riflemen joining ......Read the rest...

...Up up the fly away wig doth go revisited and revised March 10th, 2022... Went off for hair raising shindig donning noggin of villager in Nigg (historic county of Ross-shire, historic region of ......Read the rest...

...Garry Owens has died . He was the ghost of space ! He was the guy who traveled with jan and jace ! He had the inviso belt & the power bands ! He fawt metallas & lorrack , with his bair hands......Read the rest...

...I was wawking , near your house , the other day, Win a big dog came out & chased me away ! I ran thru your gangway & wut did I see ? It was you with no close on , stairing out at me . Wu......Read the rest...

...My deplorable emotional collapse. Lucky for me, she happened to be in her many hour siestas! My dear sister amelie came over (previously arranged to pick up some rocks that z mama rolled in a pile......Read the rest...

...And so she was the girl from Bair. With ocean eyes and golden hair. Of heavy heart and light despise Of cupid's dart and winter's cries. There came a day when things did end. Around the corner of the......Read the rest...

...I cought my self searching for you but you were no longer there. I cought my self calling for you but your voice was no longer in thee air. I cought my self crying for you but my heart just couldn......Read the rest...

...As I sit here in my dream world I wonder what my futer holds. 44 days ago I became a mother, what a wondrous thing it is to bair a child. Tiny and tender an infant crys. Joy fills a mothers hear......Read the rest...