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Brooke Poems - Poems about Brooke


Premium Member Brooke and John
The clouds were pink at morning light I'd thought about you all last night Alone outside at 3am Stars! The sky was filled with them Your name exhaled in frozen breath 'Til no air in my lungs was left Then there you were, and not too soon Appearing on the crescent moon You said, "It's me babe, have no fear Breathe now...

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Categories: brooke, i love you, imagery,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member CLERIHEW brooke
English ppoet Rupert Brooke hs abab style is worth a look 'The Soldier' ,England of a bygone time but 'Chilterns' for me nostalgia in rime...

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Categories: brooke, poetry,
Form: Clerihew



Brooke
Brooke rocks the stage and hits the white rook No joke, no blunder. She screams thunder Brooke hits the eye with her gleaming look No wonder other blokes watch and choke. Brooke rocks the stage and hits the white rook Closing the gate as she does a checkmate Brooke hits every chances I went and took Yet she’ll leave you a message...

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Categories: brooke, appreciation,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Clerihew Brooke
Rupert Brooke's poetry you well meet for this'darling of the aesthete' Sonnets were is form of song WW1 group he now does rightly belong...

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Categories: brooke, people, poetry,
Form: Clerihew
Premium Member Burn Ward Brooke Army Medical Center, October, 2007
The roadside IED was a major insult. Third degree covers 93 percent. He’s not the same as before. Skin leathery, dry, waxy, Pearly gray and charred. Underlying fat and muscle exposed. Ears gone. Fingers gone. Manhood gone. If he still had lips, He might pronounce the words, “Please pray for me,” But he’d never complain or lay blame. I’ll...

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Categories: brooke, allegory, conflict, war,
Form: Dramatic Verse



A Golden Brooke
He lives upon a printed page, marching golden in a dream. His words described a brighter age -- which quaffed the milk and lapped the cream. Fate brought him forth to love and live -- scion of a proud and noble race. All he sacrificed and all he'd give was deeply marked upon his face. No gold survives the final frost: in his prime...

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Categories: brooke, appreciation, celebrity, england,
Form: Sonnet
Brooke Shield,S Dawter
Brooke shield,s dawter is a shef named cook! Detective glass has a son named book! Quinn Cummings dawter is a girl named zinn ! Mike Nelson,s grandson wants 2 dive in Hudson,s bay , Wair no one else has ever bin ! No one else can say wut Blair Warner,s dawter mite du. If Lauren Garcia,s parachute doent open...

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Categories: brooke, nonsense,
Form: Lyric
For Bree, Paulie, Brooke, George & Sydnie...With Love
I know I don't have millions To leave you in my will But what I have for each of you Is something greater still I have a few possessions For each of you to keep Photographs and memories I know will make you weep All my sad sad poems Written through my tears All the journals of my life I wrote throughout the years My jewellery and...

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Categories: brooke, angst, death, children, loss,
Form: I do not know?
Donny-Brooke Promise
Standing in the rain he looked at her, as she looked away Drops of black tears down her face, but not from any pain “Do you feel; do you even know what it is to love?” It’s an indescribable feeling she thought, but the words delayed Nothing felt right at the moment, nothing felt true He stood and thought to...

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Categories: brooke, friendship, life, love, sorry,
Form: I do not know?

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