Best Norther Poems

T'were the night after Christmas, 'n' the house was all dark.
Not much money for 'lectric in the ol' trailer park.
Ma waitin' tables at the club on the base,
jist me and my sisters alone in the place.

A big ol' blue norther, t'were a hard winter storm.
We's...

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A cuddlesome babe when
The norther came
Wind-brushed cheeks,
She cried.


Mama pulled over a blanket on her face,
Ducked her own snooded head
Walked toward home
And warmth.


Off to school another day,
Another norther slashed her tender legs,
Shirley Temple curls blew wildly,
She learned her abc's.


Another norther another time,
She held hands with her...

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Sky walks on childhood white cloud dreams—
Wind's gist, my puffy pillows, undo; stunned
With tastes of sugar rain in coffee mug—
Dropped out of the air, I break in streams

That trickle down her nose; withdrawn in
A memory walking home from play,
The sunset a strange blue fade that...

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MID-SPRING

It is mid-May,
Mid the welcome of spring’s changes all
Over the norther hemisphere;
Amid still growing joy with strolls through
Parks and fields, admiring the all
   Of after Winter,

And here, still growing in our own ways, 
We live:
The long blooming mass of babies (born after 1945);
We,the...

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I live in a place called Canada
where it's always hot or cold
Our bodies adjust accordingly to the freeze or burn of toes.
We have four season's unlike the rest,
and id say its quiet a scene,
But when you're here you cherish the sites 
for there's so much...

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"Cayo Real"

HarHo! Says me now then do I so say~
Then let us with words so then now play~
Take up yer swords o'plumes so grand~
As to give us all words ne'er xpected a'land~

Steep then Seas... so as now to ye sail~
South to 'er Norther 'round in...

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Walk your Line 

A word to the blind:
From the day your first mount and ride
Till the moment you die
Walk your line
Walk proud and high
Through each and every wreck your stride unwinds
Walk your whole heart
spine upright
till it breaks if you like
But drink the whole pint down
and...

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There's a quaint little cross roads town that nestles in the shadow,
Of majestic Pikes Peak called Punkin Center in eastern Colorado.
The prime business in town is the Punkin Center Tack and Feed Store,
Where farmers and ranchers congregate to shoot the bull and more!

There you'll find...

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A Cowboy's Last Will


The old cowboy struggled for breath,
Heartbeat faint, his eyes set
He whispered softly before death -
"Wait! I ain't finished yet! "

"Don't lay me where my feet are cold
Or where the lightnin' plays.
Keep me from rushin' waters bold
And where the rattler stays.

Don't put me...

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crumbling foundation
leaning precariously
blue norther blowing...

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The cowpokes is settled 'round the pot bellied stove all snug and warm,
A-bracin' fer snow and gales frum the advancin' winter storm.
Some enjoy Bull Durham roll-yer-owns, others terbaccy chaws.
They've shed their reekin' boots - the place rings with loud guffaws!

The boss 'lowed the norther would...

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Translucent and absorbing light
Opaline and burning
A piece of farther norther glass
Death and nightmares earning

Silhouetted against the dawn
Flashing in mid-sun’s light
Laying on the burning sand
A crystal piece of night

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The snow was blowin' and the cows roamed free
Outside Amarillo in fifty three.

It was Christmas eve, my fingers was froze -
I swore and cussed at this life I had chose.

Then, of a sudden, there appeared this sleigh.
He said,"Howdy, boys, I have lost my way!"

I laughed...

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Maybe I’ll Go For A Walk
David J Walker

Maybe I’ll go 
	For a walk
Old men think such thoughts
	About 
How to spend time on
A cold December morn

Maybe I’ll walk
	In the park
Disembark in a different
form
Same land different 
	Time 
When the park was 
	Mine
And my friends 

No ends to...

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Freid Manoes and Oysters
with waffles and fried leeks
with bacon and maple gravy.
That Ole Gal tried
to stuff us up like hogs.
Man the boudin was meaty,
 the burgers beefy
sipping wine
feelin soothed and satified!
Right that one down:
think bout using it!
I thought that leomey cream cheese
was bit norther
but it...

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