Brickyard Poems - Poems about Brickyard

...Little Yellow Bus First day of school yellow bus stopping at the mailbox, Bouncing down country roads - pausing next to city sidewalks. Nothing seems to stop you not autumn rain nor sleet Mo......

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...Before me is a pile of bricks. Some so handsomely carved from granite and quartz, Fit for the construction of any deserving community. And some are made of mud and straw, dried in the sun, Thumb ......

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...Premiered at Midland Motor Speedway, Odessa, TX – 6/26/1998 ACT 1 Das Lied für Alma Still Life Instrumental First Nights Pain Hurts Violet Dancing with the Blues The Recko......

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...I got home so late, It was time to get up. Poured coffee in the toaster, Stuffed bread into a cup and I said, “Here we go again.” Tied my work boots on With appropriate haste. Stood up a b......

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...Little Yellow Bus First day of school yellow bus stopping at the mailbox, Bouncing down country roads - pausing next to city sidewalks. Nothing seems to stop you not autumn rain nor early sle......

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...17 the narrow path took a sudden turn I pushed the main sail west where tiny tugs push giant timbers portside down shivering rivers to the end of broken islands and ravens who fall asleep no......

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...5 morning soon with cobalt sunrise scarlet banners in the sea pockets of fog hang in the balance weights and counterweights prepare to launch another day of searching shark infested mine fiel......

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