Best Radars Poems

Rhyme Time III - Death (12/2017)

The foe, their ship, it must be found. 
The engine stirs, the pistons pound. 
The decks vibrate, the tone, that...

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On the high way
My side mirror recalls
The object that appear
Are closer then 
They seem to be…
Yet so close we are
Taking destiny for ride
Many are a...

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You remember fallen heroes who died in
 the first and second world wars
Fighters were united and fought above
 political, tribal and racial grounds
Brought forth peace...

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On the mountain tops will I scream her name,
A choir of birds will I give her praise to sing,
I will let the winds carry far...

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A warship she is, this ship of gray, 
Underway, underway, making way. 
The decks vibrate, the tone, the sound, 
Un-der-way-un-der-way, the pistons pound. 

On the...

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*Image of Snow Winter White by Pixabay.

Winter Whites

Master winter's crystalline zephyrs brisk,
studies o'er its righteous domain quickly,
promptly the seasonal occurrence whisk,
frost wintry breath dust a...

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LUKE
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Are we visited from another world?
I think we are ,but we are never told.
They visit some times late at night,
So they are not detected ...

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The lone lady there
Radars her eyes over me
Strange surges in my heart....

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“You can’t hide behind your finger..”
                   ...

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So big Viruses 
Escaping radars?...

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Ocean girdled nation had prospect for absolute containment
Overseas observers, in distant comfort, complacent 
Wuhan origin arrivals sparked a catastrophic failure
Leaving lock down 25th January, flying...

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I am feeling angry like an arched back cat!!

I am feeling angry like an arched back cat!!,
Getting ready to spring in to action,
With my claws...

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My sweet baby sister (AKA the traitor)
Has radars for ears and the mind of a spy,
She eavesdrops, twists facts, and then tattletales,
And proudly serves mom...

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our meeting
a casual conversation
breakfast and promise
but a phone number lost
and memories linger
over prairies  plains  distance
I look for stars
do you?

a place on roadmaps
I come...

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