Browns Poems - Poems about Browns

yon brown covering painted on the cold golden grounds splashed in hue form ~ tangle tan, golden browns domain winds now engulf whispering gentle ~ silent screams buffers embraced cold couples rap up in hue form fidget 1/4/24 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024© ...

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Eyes of sapphire, dazzling blue Locks my gaze, looks right through Mine, honey brown, together blends Behold your beauty apprehends Heartbeats sync, pulses one Desire grows, exponential sum Squared then cubed, the nth degree This passion that's inside of me Cannot be measured, yet contained Impulse, I try to keep well trained You know, it's there yet out of view I want more, I want...

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The honorable Charlie Brown’s Christmas show is a stable in my house As welcome as “not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse” Linus’s blanket was used to help the tree look prouder that day I anticipate the personalities of characters as the story line gives way.’ Lucy is as arrogant and bossy as every overbearing cousin I...

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millions of words all neatly filed silently shouting please try me , open my covers escape to my worlds i’m so small and neat you should buy me here i could browse linger ‘til i drowse under their awesome power. but I wonder if at night when they switch off the lights and the town begins to slumber, do all those...

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The field stretched across the plains like a sea of yellow sunrays glistening off the peaks of little hills of haystacks dancing and floating across the fields On a throne of wheat and wearing a golden crown. to honor the fertile ground of reds and brown....

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Pink and My Buster Browns ...

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Old mooring pylon with shag aloft, wings flapping. Fitness freaks with dogs jog the shore - one woman in particular, her thighs slapping. An old heron and I are amused - we fly away, both of us clapping. Written: circa 1993...

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squirrels get frisky cold weather aids their enthusiasm round and round the tree they run horses glad to be walking on cool asphalt loving the oranges and browns of autumn...

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O wide-eyed baby browns pink lips curl, produce sucking sound mother loosens her blouse, instinct she rubs his ruddy cheek he drinks deeply as her heart leaps 5/15/2019 Writing Challenge 2, May 2019, Lind68868 Sponsor - Dear Heart Theme Chosen - A Living Scene...

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He was a frog who was really quite neat while blowing his horn he'd tap his feet zoot suit attire his jazz was on fire canteen frog couples couldn't help but leap 3-19-18...

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The original Browns are not in Cleveland anymore. They are now known as the Ravens, and they play in Baltimore. A new Browns team built from scratch has taken their place. However, the way they have played has been a big disgrace. Cleveland fans have endured some big-time stormy weather, since the new Browns can't get their act together. The Cavaliers...

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Constipated man No laxative shall move him Beans got the job done...

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Forbidden Pleasure This morning I had a Hash brown Something I almost never do It was greasy and hot And I liked it a lot I was sorely tempted To go back and buy two The girlish squeals from my booth Were embarrassing in truth But I simply could not Contain my delight The smile on my face Could not be erased As it only grew wider With...

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Mike Browns Body There was a young man named Brown Who walked to the store downtown. He never made it home, Now an outline in a chalk zone . Where his body for hours was lain This created scene, by a cop so mean Caused an outright global uproar. While his hands were raised up; he mowed a human down- Which caused America's rage. The masses...

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fable Farmer Brown never works on Sunday, for Sunday is special and they go to church. Two horses in his barn know of kindness for of kindness, the Browns talk a lot. Each Sunday one of their two horses, one horse drives their wagon to church. The kids are nice kids, Mrs. Brown is joyful, too joyful and compassionate like...

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