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Bungalow Poems - Poems about Bungalow


Premium Member Bungalow
I’m falling, falling for you, entangled in your crisp and shapeliness, newfangled light and heaviness. Underneath I hide the quiver of my chin, where smiles reside. Innocence plays upon my lips, cerise, the color of the maple, of Maurice — you see i try to please all of my friends, too many to count, to many attend. I used to climb each...

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Categories: bungalow, autumn,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Bungalow Man Putting On My Shoes
I put on my shoes one foot at a time I slipped them on Bungalow Man by tying shoelaces I stand I walk on after I stand 1/9/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr...

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Categories: bungalow, adventure, character,
Form: Free verse



Dalliance In a Bungalow
dalliance in a bungalow; euphony. our mellifluous voices blend and no longer is mine demure felicity fills our love lagoon an effervescent elixir that which is becoming of beauty that, which is so ephemeral. fugacious love succumbs to day for when the gossamer web of amorance turns chatoyant in sunlight, their murmurous musings begin and so we must reveal the imbroglio of our...

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Categories: bungalow, 12th grade, beauty, desire,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Lullaby In a Bangalore Bungalow
kine eyes of the moon lamb’s blanket of starlight rich dreams til sunrise 9/30/2018...

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Categories: bungalow, dream, sleep,
Form: Haiku
Our Bungalow
We thank God for our bungalow And its gorgeous views We thank Him for this peaceful place He knew which one to choose. We thank Him for our needs He's met While living in this place And all the joy He gives us both We thank him for His grace....

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Categories: bungalow, happiness, peace,
Form: Rhyme



Bungalow Couple Redux
Bungalow Couple Redux They weren’t talking at all, back then. Deep in that house, they were conceiving their dwarfs, not talking at all, back then. And they’re not talking at all, right now. Still in that house, they rearing their dwarfs, not talking at all, right now. And they won’t be talking again. When the dwarfs break out they’ll stay in that house, not...

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Categories: bungalow, sad
Form: Free verse
Welcome To the Bungalow!
Welcome to the bungalow of tender Isabel Where we got so many cherry sparks, Santa Terpsichora now is sitting with a pal Drinking under the portrait of Richard Marx! Many times repeat the words of very jolly song: 'Fly and dream about tender love!', Feel here good and have all our funny moments! How? Yes, let smile and kiss - we really...

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Categories: bungalow, family, children, people,
Form: Classicism

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