Best Gilmore Poems

For Princess Ann Gilmore
    ~Across the Pond~

I wish I could meet Princess Ann! 
I just know she would like me.
My royal calico...

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Constance
Sarcastic, Mother, Loyal, Friend
Daughter of Mikal and Donna
Lover of writing, music, and moonlight
Who feels love, sadness, and hope
Who fears failure, flying roaches, and lonliness
Who would...

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Echoes of Two Hearts 



Warm, vivacious, a friend is she.
Brave and so courageous.
Her emails literally, smile at me.
What poet writes of another’s pet?
Ann Gilmour does,...

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If ever there’s a campfire, rekindled as the sun goes down,
where ghosts of articulated writers, return and gather ‘round;
raise their glasses to a toast to...

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Just because we wish it so, means not that it will pass;
this lesson’s one we all must learn in the Gamecock class. 
Runs my blood,...

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(In Utah in January 1977, murderer
Gary Gilmore insisted on being put
to death.  After leaving his eyes to
medical science, his last words were
"Let's do it"....

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As soft and gentle as the Eagle flies, it spreads its wing's
through the spacious skies. In its round about ways it 
circles the trees, with...

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Somedays, I wake up and my mind is a buzz with the low hum of drunk bees. Other days it's the homicidal scree of the...

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Only four stairs to ascend!
And with a broken leg on the mend?
It felt like a wet noodle.
Or more aptly, hot Stroodle .

Hanging on to that...

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How Did I Get Here!

My name is May Flaunders and my age is just four.
I remember my friends, Bob and Sally Gilmore.
And then a time...

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Nathan Gilmore hit the news
Was it his bloodline or did he choose             ...

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There is a large cattle property in the Northern Territory of Australia
   where the bores are named after Famous cricketers and that prompted...

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It’s December, it’s foggy and rainy, but that fits. Of course, a rainy Saturday means gathering in the common room with my roommates and watching...

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When I was young all I wanted was to belong.
Why as life goes on I  that's still 
What i'm going through?
All I wanted was...

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If only Eve hadn’t met Adam
And angry Hitler had met Freuid
If Stanley never met Ollie
And David Gilmore had never been in Pink Floyd
Shakespeare had run...

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