Best Dover Poems

Vera Lynn's, "There'll Be Bluebirds Over, The White Cliffs Of Dover",
Keeps streaming through my brain like a wafting zephyr over and over!
'Tis a poignant reminder...

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In our little Arkansas Dover town, we never clown around, about the sacrifice
Christmas is about Christ, and his great love, which suffices 

We live and...

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The cottage reeks with
fluid tides of hope,
incessantly commanding.
My baby’s here.
I’ve still no word 
coming down the line from Dover.
Winter’s gone...
Spring rains have come
and with it...

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When ‘He’ decides to destroy one and all
I’ll spend my last day in this old snooker hall
My cue in one hand and a beer in...

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These seasons which sing in silent symphonies,
   like the hush of a new age,
   like portals to pretence,
   actualized...

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I've read many accounts on that horrific war that was WWI ,it was supposed to end all wars.
It was trench warfare and men fought and...

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A sexy young lady from Dover
Was ready to get her leg over
A quick roll in the hay
Any time night or day
Her boyfriend admits he's in...

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among you and I and among us all
remains a feeling of shallow intoxication
that seems to play on and on and on in our respective heads
as...

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I'd have loved to see the bluebirds fly
above the white chalk-cliffs of Dover--
and as they were blithely soaring over,
immersed in thought I'd lie
in calm repose...

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TALKING WAVES.

The sound the waves make on the shore
Seem like they’re trying to say,
“I’d never seen this rocky beach
Until I did today.”

“Before that I was...

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Those yanks in their tanks never got many thanks 
The locals moaned, ‘they’re over here’ *
We Brits had the ration, those yanks sought out passion...

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Ice on my igloo
  roads frosted over
Cursed, cutting cadaverous cold 
  deathly chill from Calais to Dover

Thought it was nippy
  but my...

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We need to find Shangri-la, my heart said.
Great idea! Soul replied with a blast.
We'll relive lifetimes we've had in the past!
We have to find it...

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Virgil the virgin was eagerly urging
his girlfriend to make him a man
Had nowhere private to go get excited
so he bought an old caravan

The seller in...

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As you sit down for your tea, take a moment to think of me
I am the one who leaves the quay, to bring home harvest...

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