Best Rode Poems

Through the gates of Absalom,
steed and gate did ride,
charging fast and furious
o'er centuries gone by;
peace did shout in vain,
the Lidless Prophets...
must come again,
nigh is the evening sky
but full of hope

The ramparts held fast, ballast and beam,
cannon-fire bombasting flesh and bone,
groans of death ---
such dreary breath!
of...

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I rode shotgun
		with someone
who look just like me

Had the same skin color
			as far    as I 
could steering wheel see


I rode shotgun
		with a racist someone,
	who hatefully 
talked the same way as me

Had the same gnarled speech,
	same gnarly hands,
		same ugly voice,
			same cursive feet 
like...

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The wind I rode was a northeastern gale
With a downpour of sleet and balls of hail

Wind at my face, plummeted with ice
Whore for a friend, needle for a vice

I was as lost inside as a soul could be
As the war forever raged inside of me

I...

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(Re old poems)



By  the  moonlight,  night's  pearly  softness  glowed,
In  their  slumber  deep,  fog  skirted  knolls  shoaled;
Through  the  winter  cold,  clipp'ty  clop  he  rode.

Down  the...

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Big hands taxied me up
to the seat
I took for a cradle

on a back already bent
and filled with rutted lines and bite scars,
his hair was still brown
but in spots, 
where the skin panicked for cover,
age sprang up like the General’s venerable gray

and He stood there laughing...

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Limerick: Once a mum Mademoiselle rode in a Metro

           for Heather M.

Once (a) mum Mademoiselle rode in (a) Metro
Felt snug and dozed dreaming of Brando
Lights went out, the train stopped
Coach temperature dropped
She woke up in...

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Like beautified
Double-winged butterfly
Took a ride beautiful

There I rose
And you I rode
On petals of a rose.

So I love
The hive of your love
For thence scent I rode.

In cool breezy saddle
On bright scented petals
I rode a red rose....

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Limerick : Once a rich Janitress rode on a broom

Once a rich Janitress rode on a broom
From cheek to jowl her looks spelt dire doom
She thought she owned the world
And the world owed her gold
So she chewed gold and lost gums and bloom.

© T. Wignesan...

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She rode the train to glory,
Her star was shining throughout the territory, 
They called her the princess with red hair,
Her eyes were blue and skin so fair,
When she danced on stage the cowboys whistled,
While all the women folk bristled.

Her given name was Nancy Smith,
A plain-Jane...

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It was a small forgotten town
With general store and a grange,
Where a small boy asked the old man:
“When’s the last time you rode the range?”

The old cowpoke just paused and grinned,
And puffed on his old briar pipe—
He thought kids these days didn’t care,
With minds all...

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the magi rode again
after the star of David rose to reign
the royal in manger in the stable
lay he ready to enable
but Herode wanted him slain...

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Last night, I rode upon a sea of dreams,
a whale and grandpa rode them with me.
I felt water hit me as I sailed in my bed;
it was only the whale nodding his head.

He splashed all around those waters of blue,
while rays of moonlight cast silvery...

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Three Aussie cowboys set out one morn
With old rugged faces weatherworn

As they made their way through the Outback
A croc sat watch, prepared to attack

When riders neared his nest by the stream
Two cowboys could hear the third one scream

No Crocodile Dundee came to help
As seasoned old...

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In the palo verde and black chaparral lies,
A cross by an empty grave where no one cries.
It notes the lonely death of a man named Chance Roam—
Just a proud young cowboy that never rode home.
 
Far on a sparse hill it cuts the sky like...

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She rode with him to Shebuktoo


she rode up and down the hilly concourse
riding shot gun like on his big white horse
when he shot his gun high in the air
a huge blast of shouts shook the pair
in frenzy she bucked, too, arriving with a force

connie pachecho

2/24/17...

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