Best Paul Poems

Paul, Peter and the Tweeter
Why not choose, 
a billionaire leader?
One who is not 
an eloquent speaker.
Trouble rises,
he robs Paul to pay Peter.
The bold rich need tax savings,
forget about the meeker.

From a distance,
we watch the kingdom teeter.
Him smirking on high,
he thinks "What could be sweeter!"
Why oh...

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My name is Paul Carter and I want to tell you my tragic story
About the wrong path I chose in life, that wasn't one of glory
I was born in the state of Maine in the coastal town of Kittery
It was quite a picturesque little town...

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I felt I’d known you all my life 
When I met you and your lovely wife

Your daughter and grand-daughter too
A friendship forged, we will again renew

When I saw you at the airport today
Hugs and kisses came my way

Treasured memories of the days we met
These precious...

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A lovely breeze blew from the sea
That autumn day was almost done;
Her thick and wavy raven hair 
Was boldly gleaming in the sun. 

She rode her mare with idle reins
Along the vast and sprawling sand,
Deserted beach that gleamed of gold.
The seagulls flew from sea to...

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The battles on the field are harsh and tough
The looting in their wake engorged with greed
Abundant spoils of war are not enough.
 
Atrocious in their acts that make no sense
The women and the girls are taken slaves
Abusing them with lust and violence.   ...

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FOR PAUL CALLUS

Paul, this short poem is for you alone,
Wish you lived closer, 
I’d tell you on the phone,
You have been the cornerstone of 
Poetry for me,
A tutor in a way,
An incredibly honest person
Who writes talented poems
You write brilliantly, and you are clever,
Whether Historical, romantic,...

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unknown like undress
     into a once was state
tangle 
 ~ to become 
       ~    risk unbecoming...

lightning bolt struck skull
   constricted round to oval
 then forgotten 
   - of...

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Paul
Husband of Sheila, Father of Kirsty and Paul-Mark, 
Grandfather of Valentina, teacher, and friend 
Son of Pauline and Nazarene, brother to six siblings:
Joseph – Angela – Carmel – Catherine – Victor – Maria Concetta
Lover of  freedom, honesty, dreams, dark chocolate, nuts, red wine, and...

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Come with me to Fontanella
where the bastions rise up high.
There the view is overwhelming;
nature’s beauty meets the eye.

Come with me to Fontanella,
the tea garden that’s unique
in the city of Medina.
Taste bud pleasure we will seek.

Come with me to Fontanella
when you’re dying for a cake.
You’ll be...

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As the rooster crows:
 
A look in the pool mirrored a perfect mop
At times of frizzy hair or defiant shaggy tresses
Ohhh the satisfaction at the sight 
And yabba, dabba, doo!! echoed loud and clear
Triumphant male ego at its best!
 
A man’s crowning glory
Pulled, cut, brushed,...

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There are so many sounds
That are enjoyed by so many
But the sounds i love most
Are by plectrum or penny


Lindsey Buckingham playing "Go Your Own Way"
Even Joe Perry makes "Walk This Way" say
Eric Clapton and his solo on "Cocaine"
Don Felder with "Hotel California" listening time and...

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Slowly drifting, drifting away, and it feel likes I’m drowning.
I'm drowning, my eyes are drowning every time they surf into the world of pleasure, 
Seas and seas of bodies creating electricity  yet God hasn’t struck me for such sin,
Come closer, Come closer, I freeze...

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There once was a snowman named Paul
Quite sadly he had a great fall
When he landed on his head
They thought for sure he was dead
Paul Bearers they started to call


Rich the Ball Bearer

There once was a snow man named Rich
He wore no clothing not a stitch
His...

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His poetic voice rides across the sea
I could swear that Paul is speaking to me
With rhythm in his words, peace in his heart
I find Paul and I are not far apart

Collaboration takes little effort
Conflicts in tone we easily avert
In Malta he writes by soft candlelight
When...

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Washed and smartly dressed in school uniform
Judy tucks into her healthy breakfast
while watching cartoons on television.
Her mother smiles. Outside the sun shines bright.
 
     Rami wakes to sounds of jets overhead.
     He pulls his worn blanket tight...

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