Bulldozed Poems - Poems about Bulldozed

...You cut the rivers in half bulldozed the banks edge bristled the green trees and threw florid ladies into the vetch your old winkles falling into shredded paper your conversation not always edi......

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...There was a crooked house in a crooked part of town Where you could down a pint or two and let your life calm down A place to relax and to de-stress with friends and glass or two. Yes we loved......

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...forests, swamps, plains, oceans, meadows and even lakes are being polluted, bulldozed and littered for goodness sakes everything is being harvested or relinquished in human’s name creatures are va......

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...I'm not thinking of her today. Not mind-walking somewhere at the edge England or at the side of a field now bulldozed by time. When not thinking of her I do converse with her with this constan......

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...After thousands of years due to global ice melt in the permafrost my carcass has been unearthed. Not surprisingly I was hairy and proto-Slavic. Some idiot named me ‘Derick Specimen 974.2’, ......

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...I am Irish, I do not patter a brogue, not lilt, or prate the Celtic. I’m annexed English, cockney, a dead queens piglish, chameleon tongued. Something took me, shook me like a spade until an u......

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...Steps on mud, a stalking thread, Red strings wind through dying groves Where life needs time, to find footing, Red strings halt hands in greed which hold The axe of ignorance, the axe which bleed......

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...Where are the magpies? Where the ruined cathedrals where are the birds that once made their homes in the hollow heads of saints? Here all dwell in the new or the old the days between are bull......

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...He speaks for the uprooted. A man of sorts, a twiggy Buddha. He who interprets the conferences of frogs, the unpublished works of kestrels and voles. He’s an advocate for the underbelly of a......

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...Winter fetches a hillock of the wind and downpour. Exacerbating people to mislay their blight core. Peculiar demesne keepers are utterly aroused. While tiny dwellings, slums are bu......

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...Big houses have tall walls hiding the guarded behind keep the beauty for themselves Insects have no problem nor have birds, and cats go under the wall. It is about keeping people out of what once ......

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...Lord Vishnu once blasé of the same old scene, Far too tame with His heavenly ease, Felt for a change from ‘oh been there and seen’, For one that exhilarates with fragrant breeze. Arbudancha......

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...He speaks for the uprooted. A man of sorts, a twiggy Buddha. He who interprets the conferences of frogs, the unpublished works of kestrels and voles. He’s an advocate for the underbelly of a......

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...Where have they gone, our poor creatures of the wild? Their forest lost, because of human cause- sadly sprang to suburbs- having been exiled. Invaded, they have fled by wings, hooves, and claws,......

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...1/27/21 "Styrofoam" It's not hormones, testosterone Or Pheromones I was at the crossroads Moved towards what was familiar or unknown Never did any good to postpone I can really feel it in my......

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