Best Harold Poems

Sir Harold, Knight, the valiant swain
Did call his Lady Nell.
He held her close and kissed her hand
And bade her sweet farewell.

"Forth from here I needs...

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YES DEAR!

I have here an old solution
For conflict resolution
Not to mention domestic pollution 
I say 'Yes Dear!'

When the situation is tense
With a subject like pounds...

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Soul Travel

To travel amidst the evening stars
Forever mesmerized by their light...
As visions enter my sleepy head
I marvel my interstellar flight.

The universe is mine to explore
In...

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Hearts mangled by grief
Lost in separate mazes
Cooking a half-hearted meal
A turn of the head, a quick glance
Trembling hands reach out
Right hand in left, a gentle...

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I walk
through flames
of autumns’ sweet refrain-

That break beneath
a weight too much
to bear-

Where-
I tread in solitude
and mourning there-

Along a path 
of maple trees
and scented air-

As
I recall...

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I’m a little teapot*
Of that there is no doubt
I need my first fix in the morning
Or I will scream and shout!

The kettle whistles to let...

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He had a few drinks the night before,
enough to mistake the waiter for a door.
T'would help him remember
he thought to himself,
the fun to be had...

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I sit at the end of your final stroll
Setting you free is my only goal

At the end of your life so tired and beat
I quietly...

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My Little Green Propelling Pencil.

I was only a child when you were given to me,
By the then, Chairman of Nottingham Forest, When he came round...

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A bloke by the name of Dickie Duncan
Was the butt of many jokes
His name conjured up that age old saying
You know what I'm talking 'bout,...

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Father’s day…
That old familiar ache in my heart returns along with a lump in my throat. 
I become distant  as that day grows closer,...

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1066 and all that by 
Robert (Bob) Moore © 2015

King Harold and his army, marched all through the night
William the Bastard, was looking for a...

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Dogs Dig Dirty
Holly and Harold
Fabulously Fantastic Father 
Son who Shines Sunshine!

©Holly P. Moore
   October 2012...

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Hannah, I haven't seen or heard you cry
not in the gray of winter day
or in the cold silence of our prisoner nights,
the others can hardly...

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GINNY GREENTEETH


Water plays on the edge. 
Sand gravel and stone 
Splash and play dear ones 
Disturb my home. 

Skip your pebbles . 
Wet your toes....

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