Best Stratford On Avon Poems

beyond the road curve ahead I do not know,
we are still far and distant from winter snow,
autumn has sprayed green leaves some yellow, some red,
as...

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How fast time has fled in limitless wingspan
How months and years have merged into eons
Bringing such changes, so awesome and spectacular

I have come swinging open...

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A conversation overheard between Shakespeare and his former muse.

"So many things hath turned to utter folly over the ages.
Hundreds of years since I've penned pages...

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Awaken from her maker's poison
Reality's her nightmare's reason
To run away from tombs that cover
The lifeless body of her  lover

Barefooted... So free to love again
Waiting...

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In my green green salad days 
I roamed in my thoughts over the universe
Immersed with the great writings.
Then physically exposed to different cultures
Meeting people of...

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Upon bitterly cold dawning hours of one January 2000 day
the Harns family desperately sought a place to live – “hay
there” Nelson Swartley (an independent realtor)...

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To the man who cheered my childhood idleness

When want of money seized the Mario Bros from me.

To the man who planted in me the seed...

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On the Beeb this morning, on the flagship radio news show, that the grocer's daughter

always listened to but didn't like at all, the National Poet...

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I am a descendant of Greece and the
Greeks,
We say hello and goodbye by kissing
Both cheeks,
But I also descend from the British,
For my father was very,...

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For Adeleke's Top Ten

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William
sensitive, gentle, poetic, romantic
son, husband, father, grandfather
lover of the theatre, the Dark Lady, the Fair Youth
who feels empathy, jealousy, love
who fears the plague, empty playhouses,...

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no shortage of familiar metier real
     (material) aye attest
welling up within thy breast
merely a predicament how to winnow

   ...

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this place... Weymouth - a small tranquil village! 
How far is my Stratford from here? 
my Stratford-on-Avon! 
The Shangri-la of a dramatist's imagination!

Assuming, I had a very very...

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There are many websites to help you
When a theatre break is what you require
You can go to London or Stratford
Book a three star hotel or...

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I, William Shakespeare, was granted a chance -
Travel in time left me speechless for once. 

« The question of to be or not to be »
« Yes » landed...

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