Best Broadcaster Poems

I felt the touch of the breeze on my face from my sleep
Oh! With the morning sun, i woke with a flip
And there staring at...

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Some days, I am a dreamer of the future.
I tend to imagine myself treading paths
I've always dreamed of taking.
At night, before I sleep I try...

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I always think of you on the first of May
Recalling the New York Mining Disaster
What a tragedy it ruined my holiday
For whom the bell tolls...

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NEWS Item AP: TOGO
LOME – In an effort to topple a government set up to end a 24 year dictatorship rebellious army troops seized the...

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Tempest rages through the night
Howling and roaring with all her might
Rain lashing against the window pane
How I wish the storm would end!

Thunder and lightning what...

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Today I saw ‘Sand in the Sandwiches’ Edward Fox was playing Sir John
What joy to hear his wonderful words it was like he had never...

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At a very young age, David spent his early days 
collecting natural specimens, fossils and stones
always venturing out, to our planets sun rays
throughout his amazing...

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Freudian Slip --- Insight of Lip --- Dane Ann
Gravestone ---Heart- Mark ---Dane Ann
Gall  --- Vexing Vixen  ---  Dane Ann
Happiness --- Bounteous Bliss...

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I wish I were a tree and no matter the times am cut down; my roots will still be planted in your heart. If I...

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September is here and we are remembering
 the worst tragedy that ever struck our
Nation, a Nation where we thought - we were
safe. What were you...

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I relish sparring repartee of clever quips...

Particularly, when voicing and/or
writing bon mots doth betake
chuckling clownlike me 
rumbled stilled skin,
and e'en rouses 
this mummified corpse
(asleep for...

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There was an AM station from years ago.
I tuned in at night to hear my radio.
Their tower was based in Windsor, Ontario.
They would let the...

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Sometimes in churlish chains
Fed up with ribald refrains
On my mind inflicting pains and strains

In the morning, afternoon and night
When from life I gain no delight
Sinking...

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N-ews anchor on air
E-xpounds the current events; 
L-et's all watch his program, 
S-hare the informative moments.
O-n the twenty-sixth of August, the justice reporter does speak,...

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I want a parade 
Let it be huge
No chance I’ll be swayed
Don’t be a scrooge.

Lot’s of Brass Bands
Marching Marines
The clapping of hands
This thing’s in my...

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