Caisson Poems - Poems about Caisson

...The Great Lakes acronym spells homes I chose titled topic by a fanciful whim, nevertheless still consider my knowledge of aforementioned material slim. Housing multivarious biomes register ......

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...Peachy keen verboten maiden jailbait USA plum ova ripe fruit inevitably, inimitably, invariably,... whets whistle pubescent magic flute impossible mission to rein with absolute zero sucks esse t......

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...Pellucid pearls in northeastern North America since planetary birth comprise Lakes Superior, Michigan, Huron, Erie, and Ontario (HOMES acronym) dearth largest group of freshwater l......

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...Those who went before were there, assembled in their ordered columns. I remember white and brilliant stones, the rolling green of grass, a clear blue sky no longer seen. And I remember too t......

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...The Ultimate Sacrifice Arlington’s air was thick with death’s pathos, Grief and pain shared once more in war’s great loss, The great sacrifice of our nation’s brave, Fending off tyranny’s harsh......

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...within the under belly of this hob bull ling Leviathan beast induced roaring hungry soundcloud issued within abdominal folds finding they in creased never diminishing, matter whether I turn n......

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...Pellucid pearls in northeastern North America since planetary birth Comprise Lakes Superior, Michigan, Huron, Erie, and Ontario dearth Largest group of freshwater lakes on Earth Straddle Cana......

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...Kimmy Mai has my 'heart' in her pocket, (1) Does not need either ring or a locket, Love like beer, always loan, (2) Less fun drinking alone, And a blast when you're riding a rocket! Kimmy Mai ......

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...Pellucid pearls in northeastern North America since planetary birth Comprise Lakes Superior, Michigan, Huron, Erie, and Ontario dearth Largest group of freshwater lakes on Earth Straddle Canadian......

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...Death’s Bouquet by Odin Roark Graves give much, Willing wafted memories ride The raven’s wind. Into other air Where spirits claim dorsal view Floating beside trumpets jazzed, While bare......

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...The Funeral Of A Hero A bugle blows in the distance Seven gunshots echo Bouncing off of a thousand trees A caisson led by dark black horses Carrying a simple black box draped in a flag There is no ......

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...I see beyond the crosses In the snow covered field Like soldiers in formation For whom our hearts aren't healed I see beyond the sacrifice Of those that gave their life And with their fait......

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...A silent stillness swaddles the night A restless wind addled floor doth spite From rim's spout vaporous cloak descends; prescience to slight Above melancholy mist, hoot owl resounds with doleful deli......

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...Day's end, sun's caisson doth wend Residual rays a respite to append Twilight's shroud dreary dividend Swirls of gray into firmament blend Vestements of light shed sacral veil Luna's naked, pale orb......

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...While strolling through a military cemetery about a week or so ago, I became transfixed by the sounds wafting about that serene plateau. An inviting bench beckoned me to sit and muse a while, And ......

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