Bootstraps Poems - Poems about Bootstraps

...Unitarian Church returnee After a hiatus of countless years plus an additional almost three months since a major makeover, (I experienced the magic wrought courtesy a bonafide big hearted ......

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...Doubting Thomas luxuriates under Dylanesque milkweed made fibrous threads...constituting heavy blanket (crocheted by the missus) on a cool Autumn like morning... to stave off experiencing get......

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... I wish I had... the power to change a broken man's circumstances. I'd flip his dim world back downside up, add colors and rays of sunshine to it, ......

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...Thanksgiving gobbledygook The following anecdote baste upon overactive imagination of mine in sync with being married and monogamously living socially chaste life as a scrupulous anchorite, w......

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...There’s not much to love in the land of 72 ounce steaks Air-conditioned grace droning over AR-15 soaked Saturdays Remembering is not the problem these days Rather it is forgetting that Childr......

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...Shocking, those stockings, suspenders and all. In old days, told to pull yourself up by your bootstraps. These days, old man, you just don’t want to fall. And truly you’ve had your share of mishap......

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...lest ye seek alms with outfaced palms just imagine how the lantern shone against the knees of Archelaus, and lit up the check-board pattern of the eleemosynary trousers Fatigued civilian......

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...You fueled the anger in my heart. I never thought I could ever feel this way. One fleeting moment in history, That is all it took. One ripple in the massive ocean created a tsunami. One glimpse ......

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...Oh, don’t flatter me with presents from the Ghost of Christmas Past. Tis the season for nostalgia, but those feelings never last. It’s a gift-wrapped empty promise not worth tuppence on the stree......

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...I didn’t know George was an amorous lad, causing chat on the bush telegraph. I’d never heard George had done nothing bad, ‘cept splitting one marriage in half. George never delved into breaking......

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...Paternal grandmother's headstone - Beth David, Elmont, Long Island Shaindel (Sadie), variant of Shana Harris died May 13th, 1959 exquisitely chiseled alphanumeric characters legibly engraved se......

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...Caught up in broke and broken operating on what we can; Ready to rise by your own bootstraps? Or fall, never to be reimagined; No answers with a diagnosis ask if humanity is worth saving; Vi......

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... BE MERRY be merry, not blue. blow your nose, no boo hoos, dot your eyes. i’ve provided an embroidered, lacy handkerchief — the old-fashioned kind, that pulls up your bootstraps, ti......

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...Dad could roll a cigarette with just two fingers and the tip of his tongue. I saw him do this once in a wind storm. Magically he would shave just close enough to keep his grizzled face blue......

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...What lies waiting at the end of a self-made independently empowered self-invested "pulled my own economic-political bootstraps" life? A unilateral linear life, like any passionate journey, ......

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