Best Thieve Poems

Envious Ivy was her name
I’d buy something new – she’d put me to shame
My designer coat in a shade of emerald green
Ivy bought an identical...

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September meets with warm embrace,
 quickening the harvest pace,
though looming autumn can't efface 
 what's left of summer's arid grace.

The linen hanging on the line...

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He was on my bench, so I asked, are you watching the ducks?
No, he said, I am watching the geese!
We both had a big laugh...

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Sidney sloth was so very very shy
He’d hide in the treetops way up high

Hanging upside down so no one could see
He’d painted his toes red...

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
But only elegant people can have beauty in their eyes
Only great people can compliment another
And bad ones see...

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Beyond the breakers, dreamers hoist their sails
Lost in the clouds, on ships of make believe
A stowaway, escaping life's travails
Adventurer, Inventing hearts to thieve

Imagination wakes the...

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I walked upon an empty step,
Where a shadowed body was kept.
The shadow was beat,
Turning as cold as winter sleet.

It had bright blue eyes,
That extended all...

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This phrase "tomorrow" I've heard and heard
Yet no one dares bother to manage the word
Thus, I try to imagine as day nears the reach
That love...

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In a sharp fresh breeze,
On a crisp Spring day,
Hand in hand in verdure stroll,
Under lush chirping trees,
Among flowering buds stray,
New birth, and new love to...

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They took an inch
They took a yard
They colonised without regard,
Whilst they took they couldn’t see
That human beings are they, and we.

Hence they made the greatest...

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Restless ghostly night,
      whilst full moon hangs bright
         drench in yellow with...

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To a Mouse
by Robert Burns
translation/modernization/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Sleek, tiny, timorous, cowering beast,
Why’s such panic in your breast?
Why dash away, so quick, so rash,
In a...

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Of mountainous harmonic highs everlasting sacred skies, meadows evergreens
Our Love swiftly soars beyond the seraphical shores, of everlasting dreams
A ripple in the parental pond a...

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Here I sit alone in my ‘prison cell’
Cut off from the ones I love – it is a living hell
I feel so alone, I crave...

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