Byrne Poems - Poems about Byrne

...Upon the meadow where you were born, I make a vow to stay by your side, And though my heart in anguish is torn, Tear-filled eyes remember our last ride. You breathe hard as you lay in the grass......

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...God Save the King! So echoed round the village halls, the pubs, the streets the day our Charlie Prince was crowned. Homes decked with bunting, cake, and treats. We celebrated with a rave, o......

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...Being Your Eyes for Swell 2007 Swell: Currumbin Sculpture Festival For Fred Picture us arm in arm, strolling, the crunch of sand underfoot, the scent of sea air, the touch of sea wind on our......

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... “The Splice of Life” When colour was to be washed out of the world the evil ones didn’t care the Actor led with his Dementors either side of him La......

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...I saw a heart on a Large pink to scarlet web-footed wading bird with down-bent bill, The heart was pink and so very hard to see, but I knew it was there, Because it was in my little Minnie’s smile.......

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... "Necropoleis" Naked and invisible strange weather has transported me through the dark violet Necropoleis towards the eternity that ......

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...Former Mayor of Chicago, Ms. Jayne Byrne about mood swings and temper tantrums had what to learn To differentiate her from the Panama Canal Ask yourself which ~ One of them was a busy ditch......

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... My dream is taking me back- back to my old home, the room that was mine is now faded in time; torn curtains are blowing in the wind while I roam. In the open window- I hesitate then ......

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...Dandelion blown Wishing delusional dreams Floating in the sky Vanishing seeds as thin air Returning reality For Blowing In The Wind Poetry Contest Sponsored by Nicola Byrn......

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... My dream is taking me back- back to my old home, the room that was mine is now faded in time; torn curtains are blowing in the wind while I roam. In the open window- I hesitate t......

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...Deep in the harbor it's rowing our boat, does it have the map to where we float? Far in the woodland it's singing our song, why didn't it follow us, to come along? Up by the farm it's buzzing......

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... watch me! oh, watch me dance! al these months I have waited twisting in the wind with the others clasping tight doing my work helping to feed The One creating s......

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...Not a chance I’ll say that I should have spent more time housecleaning But I know I will say... I should have listened more To those voices deep within What my soul wanted to explore What m......

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...As the wind howls the parasitic perpetrator prowls And children’s dreams are left blowing in the wind As the wind storms the barbarous battle swarms And the countless screams are blowi......

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...I was born on the plains in nineteen ten. Farming was good and we worked oh so hard. Daddy took me out on the porch and then He'd say,"This will be your farm, little pard." He taught me the cro......

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