Bunching Poems - Poems about Bunching

...Chimpanzees are listed as, endangered and have already disappeared, from four countries Their habitat is in amazing forests, of central Africa and they spend a lot of their days, high up in the tr......

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...Only the cold crunching of the fresh snow bunching, and the tired leather boots as I take that first step Can be heard right here by no other frozen ear, for away I rushed off to find silenc......

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...Spring's bike ride, summer Swim, bunching fall's leaves, and skate a snowy winter.......

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...Michael had a problem, he watched a lot of ****. So he decided to be spontaneous and buy himself a "More," said Michael as the prostitute made him lunch "Next time you shouldn't shave because I l......

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...I'm not much of a writer, more of an activist, a doer, timeless doing. Anyway, my Yang side, which you AnthroTribes might re-cognize as EcoJustice, emerges from my PositiveYang/NotNegativeYin......

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...I can see your blood And all the paths it takes How fast or slow I takes If it's bunching up in your neck It is a stroke you can expect When it's filling the paths hard and strong High blood pr......

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...Floral expanse Roses in vivid colours that smiled in glamour, Red blood to be garlanded at valour, White lilies bunching hearty and serene, Catching lovers' fancy to the extreme, Lav......

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...Empty Nest Norma Evans Barber 11-29-10 The silence of a quiet nest Surrounds me As I sit at the sink Chewing on my probiotic pomegranate seeds Blood red and juicy, Severing with my tongue s......

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...for Prithwin first left downstroke start from the top plane out let the long anchor tip roof-line curve sharply upwards at the stern down-end pile it in stuffed in the centre leave the bot......

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...Climbing, clawing, teeth grinding, gnawing bitter seething while breathing rotten air The path hair raising, amazing and a bit dazing trees shaking and quaking as if making a dare Leaves crun......

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...Let those talk of beginnings Take their cosmic pilgrimage To the birth place of stars In vain to find their origin And know the purpose of their life Webbed in darkness alone My flight will end......

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...Something about culture Something deeper than root Thicker than blood More brutal than ancestry Wriggling from the mud Something inviolate Absolutely unemancipating Something the nomenclatured......

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