Best Holt Poems

Happy Happy Birthday Claire Holt

To the 'ABSOLUTELY most STUNNING,
'SOPHISTICATED BEAUTY OF ALL TIME '
with the most
'SPARKLING, PERKY, ENCHANTING PERSONALITY   
that goes with the...

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The End Of Harold Holt
By Roy Merritt

On December seventeenth, nineteen sixty seven
The Prime Minister of Australia 
Perhaps went off to heaven
He went swimming in the...

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In those bleak fields that so quietly lie - stilled as graves,
Between where the thin wind creaks and upwardly heaves,
Unseen feet can sometimes be heard...

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Do
Do what I can ,
But but maybe old man,
I can’t do what I wanna  do,

Less I can catch a good holt,
Can’t do the sweet...

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Full Bloom

A Rose in full bloom,
such a beautiful sight to see.
In mornin' first dewy light,
lettin' it's pedals free.

Something to admire,
Only from a distance. 
On the...

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This pain is not my fault 
I was just unlucky
It brings my life to holt
Each stabbing pain, twisting ache
Strikes as hard as a lightening bolt
This...

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I had them hidden
locked & safe
my treasure, my precious 
What I value above all
Some said gold
Some said money
but some, even surprised me
whispering "puh; she hasn't...

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~I Always Love To Read A Good Book~ 
( Rhyming  Couplet) 


I always love to read a good book 
And sitting down with one...

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I stand on the cliff’s edge and look down,
The falling stones, I hear their resound.
I close my eyes to feel the winds embrace,
I sense its...

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It was one year ago today when four innocent people were shot.
The killer thought if he killed the witnesses he'd get away with it but...

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Well lemme tell ya a thing er two bout people,
Ben round plenny of em and ah got sumpin figerred,
Don’t make no diffrence if’n they is...

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G20-Blue

At the G20 meeting, many nations steps they trod,
where the Abbot in his Budgies,  tried to fight the Putin sod,
oh it came down to...

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You were a great person and a great pharmacist.
You were killed in cold blood and you will be missed.
You were murdered because of some Oxycontin.
You're...

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Like a frosted mini-wheat there is always two sides
As they will continually compete for in whom one abides
Oh that kid side is there but that...

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a powerful confession in the words of a dying world
lying on his deathbed, he's become a graveyard
his ego spent, he gladly lets go of his...

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