Best Sheeting Poems

Rock Hardon just called a staff meeting
To hear a complaint about cheating 
Our Xerox machine
Could not be wiped clean
So privates were publicly sheeting...

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Soaking wet the grey sheep huddle
by the stone wall shaped and laid
to last five hundred more years still.
Rains sheeting o'er the moor leave 
us dripping...

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Soaking wet the grey sheep huddle
by the stone wall shaped and laid
to last five hundred more years still.
Rains sheeting o'er the moor leave 
us dripping...

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THE   CURSE   OF   FOG


The curse of fog
Descended while our boat was  wearing,
Before we had time
To  fix ...

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comes forth the rain, riding a cloud
bucking, straining, fighting the reins
snorting, cavorting, brassy and loud
comes forth the rain, riding a cloud

rambunctious colt, kicks loose the...

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Young Peter destroyed his bed sheeting
So he could go out trick or treating
His mother went mad
And so did his dad
Their language is not worth repeating!...

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Teddy Bears on holiday.

The Teddy Bears marched one and all
Smartly through the Hotel Hall.
With Ted in front Freddy last
They raised a smile from all they...

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I peer out through the rain-dashed window
Upon a dark December day.
The gathering gloom my view does hinder –
All is dismal, dull and grey.

No firmament, just...

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Outside my windows is sheeting rain,
Yet inside I wallow in pain.
The grey silk curtains hang on their rod so still,
As I place my head upon...

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Soaking wet the grey sheep huddle
by the stone wall shaped and laid
to last five hundred more years still.
Rains sheeting o'er the moor leave 
us dripping...

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Can you hear the heart beat in the trees 
Mimicking me praise reports embracing the symphony.
You are the words captivating me
You heal me
You speak with...

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Soaking wet the grey sheep huddle
by the stone wall shaped and laid
to last five hundred more years still.
Rains sheeting o'er the moor leave 
us dripping...

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Bird song perks in the mind
as the gray haze drenches the horizon. 
It becomes harder and hard to think.
The monochromatic hours pass
from felt gray, slate...

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During enduring winter rain
the small bird cheeping

his only wish of certain warmth
ducks out of the sheeting rain - each
 
grain aimed an icy dart poignantly
tipped...

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After the five days of sweltering heat
I look up from my writings
as the sunlight falters 
and the skies begin to darken.

I step outside and gaze
at...

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