Best Angie Poems

I always knew I’d have a child one day,
A Boy or girl first? I had not a clue.
Once  we were married, we did not...

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A ngie
N aging wife
G oing on pestering
I t feels like a stabbing knife
E bony Life....

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Another chance at life
Never met a girl like this before
Gives me confidence
Increased hopes blooming
Ever since I met this girl...

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Not an hour goes by without me
  thinking of something to share with you
We share advice, favors, laughs, and sympathy
And every day I spend...

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I was wiping the dust off an old snow globe in the upstairs attic, when a mop of honey-blonde hair suddenly appeared through the wooden...

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'Twas our Christmas Eve dinner; we all had sat down
at the table to eat. Grandma couldn’t be found!
We children were fussing; Dad rose to his...

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When Angie was a little girl, so cute and very sweet,
She tried to talk with strangers and wander in the street.
She loved to play with...

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keep the music sorrowfully low,
so big daddy doesn’t hear.
the shadowy figures, surrender
and whisper in your ear.

the psychedelic colors flow
like the sea foam beat.
Angie, your chromatic...

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Like snowflakes your words fall silent.  But my heart still hears your voice.
Angie Weiland-Crosby


Among soft glow of velvet Northern Lights.
A winter's palette in landscapes...

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City streets spew fire on sunburnt July day.
Dabbing sweat from brow, I meld into paved sea. 
Mick cries out "Angie" from quaint corner café;
slowing steps,...

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Our Little Group
   by Bob (Robert) Moore © 2016
I love to read the poetry, 
the verse, the rhyme, the symmetry
it’s there for all...

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“Dream in Dreams" 
My mind awakes to taste the tongues of those words you release. Yeah its speaks to me!
Am hungry for those pink lips...

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The radio plays their song
And two hearts beat as one
To the rhythm of a tune they call their own.
The gold and platinum vinyl spins
Creating the...

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Limerick crochetés: Once Angela signed pact with Doctor Jeckel

Once Angela signed pact with Doctor Jeckel
Needed urgent help her kitchen all pell-mell
	In far-off torn country
	People turned...

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My childhood memories of the 1970s in England

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