Carl Poems - Poems about Carl

Munich born Carl Heinrich Orff a talented composing boff Known for his cantata Burana twenty-four poetic nirvana...

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Carl Edward Sagan who thought he was a pagan instead of hanging out in bars he learned to study stars ...

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May we be blessed whenever we look at rocks in a river to bring the words of Carl Perkins along… He said: If it weren’t for the rocks in its bed… the stream would have no song. ...

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In the quiet slipstream of night, where thoughts unfurl like tendrils of smoke, some dismiss dreams as mere echoes— brain farts, they jest, leftover gas from our wakeful hours. But dreams stretch beyond the scraps of unprocessed thoughts and muted emotions. They are more, extensions of our daylit drama,...

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It is not mandatory However, I feel that it is my duty To respond to Carl Brouard ‘Knowing how to drink is not an art Drinking is not a duty’ But a necessity which is obligatory As it is crucial even vital to drink Water regularly. Choosing such a random fate ‘To drink one’s youthfulness Until reaching drunkenness’ Sang Charles Aznavour Is no longer in fashion....

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Every Christmas season the carolers delight by singing Christmas songs at the beginning of night Joyful and fun to each house they go folks would sing along as the happiness echos cheers and treats household shared for the carolers were beloved dear. He was tall handsome and charming his voice velvet smooth and disarming everyone desired to hear his solos of course we're speaking of young...

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This is you; this is me, at the end of the row, white-faced. I have you clamped in an iron grip to keep you from getting off my lap. The camera was quick; next minute you were howling your head off! At the other end, Ray is not looking pleasant; ...

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He’s bringing all his toys out in the yard; He’s come to dig and cut and chop and play. Except those smashing Spidey leotards: He’ll save them for a rainy, inside day....

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I saw a bearded man and two bricks one atop another On a gallery floor Is that art? my mind asked itself The facial expression made me a bit queasy I may have smiled but now I don't remember They protest at Andre's events now push comes to shove...

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Carl Denham, you have done a dirty deed. You brought that big gorilla to New York out of greed. That "eighth wonder of the world" would make you money. However, what he did certainly was not funny. Kong broke loose from his chains during the show. He fled the theater, and off he would go. With him, he carried pretty Ann...

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Had a thought a moment ago, just before I broke your aura'd wing, trapped here, forever, within Audouin's vast crater alone and pining. Starved for ages, a new gnawing hunger'd vision looked to bring., had we met, you and I, before the javelin started skyward climbing? Though skin is rough and jagged as scoria litter...

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A fan of Carl Sagan since first hearing his name Impressed from day one, by his personality, his fame Learned about the Cosmos Bout the world of tomorrow Never so enthralled by anyone with such acclaim...

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Remember the charming Carl Sagan A great mind of the last century awakened Left us on the edge With great knowledge Sadly left us before the future innovations...

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He sat in an old wooden porch swing, Elbows on knees; Salem Menthol burning down. Thinking, smoking, Salems his favorite thing. Fingers colored over time a deep tar brown. Veteran of a war long ago won, Toured Europe in a half track; Battling descendants of the Hun. Never hearing “Fallback men, fallback!” He came back to the hills of north Mississippi, Encumbered not by...

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Carl is still in Rio He is hooked on the casino Sweet love in moonlight Cherry musk all night His libido is like a volcano 01.03.2018 Sun :) - A-L Andresen :) 6-8-5 -5 -10 syllables www.howmanysyllables.com...

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