Cameramen Poems - Poems about Cameramen

...The spirit of love was flowing in the air but all of a sudden it disappeared when the birds sitting on the fence spread filth on the cars parked in the garage. They say that it’s a symbol of luck for......Read the rest...

...Mallory the cat needs a bit of a rest, he’s older than me. Nothing to see, I tell the neighbors. He’s just up in a tree. Gawkers come by and lambast me for letting him rest. Up in his regular pl......Read the rest...

...IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY: LXXXIII IF ever I had a country, a country where I were, by virtue of the highly meritorious and exceptional services rendered to the State in conning and ......Read the rest...

...I immerse myself in your subtleness And romanced with your innate madness I look for a place to reside So that I can have you close by my side I wandered around the solitary room Trying to hold ......Read the rest...

...This land of black boxes and sharp eyes where everything is in underground cellar lives in ardent luxury of persons that are saints by day and pirates by night When the sun comes out from her b......Read the rest...

...War, a fairy and dreaded guest Visits hosts with clenched iron fist Red eyes to observe extended family And deaf ears to hear songs of tears On his back he carries hoe and spade To prepare new......Read the rest...

...Thanksgiving, 1971, a parachute pilgrim approaches Northwest Flight 305 as Dan Cooper, anonymous businessman, anarchist airborne, black suit, black sunglasses, a black tie and a black briefcase......Read the rest...

...Out of the mist… In a cloud of smoke… Dragon is at it again! Yep, He’s out to protect Innocence, Truth, and the American Way! He grabbed his Superman cape, AGAIN! I thought I’d got rid of that thing!......Read the rest...

...The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Four Lovers stroll down her nubile spine blithely to pubic isle Where under linden boughs and mulberry spread connive smile Old and young keep parading swathed i......Read the rest...

...Today we are… by Odin Roark The weapons of indifference Unconsciously remote controlling Weapons of terror We are the children With raised arms above our heads We are the miscreant......Read the rest...

...IRELAND’S RAIN You don’t have to see it raining in Ireland to know that it is so The Bay at Kenmare is always mist-covered and smelling of moisture - As the clouds come sweeping in from the A......Read the rest...

...The camera crews were out in force Lined up, a dozen deep; Hoping when their prey emerged, They’d get a glimpse or peep. They made me think of vultures As they circle in the sky, Just waiting......Read the rest...