Charing Poems - Poems about Charing

... This Time Last Month A customer Opens door Bell lets out two rings That smell of books Telescopes Globes and other things. Travel guides Atlases Maps strewn......

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...hazy morn has broken as silhouette of solitary boat silently sails on Thames river where a steam train just passed on pallid emerald bridge leaving a titanium smoke that glazes the atmosphere ......

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...saffron shafts of sun~ behind lofty heights of faded silver and sapphire veiled by the hazy fog spell prelude to dusk faded titanium bridges are galloping white horses crossing the river of......

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...It did not cost a fortune and gave her so much joy I sent a book to a lovely friend ‘twas second hand though good as new I love the odour I love the look I love to ho......

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...But it's Thursday, the alarm clock rang and a nightingale squawked down in Hoxton Square. A jump start to the day to which I will pay a price. Eyes still feeling sleep gritty and movin......

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...10236 Charing Cross Road Holmby Hills, CA. 90077 To go where young rabbits frolic and dance Would be a sweet treat if I had the chance To swim in the water where famous cottont......

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...Fingers numb at the tip of this island Toes as crushed ice upon the only sandy beach The sun falls quickly from the embrace of the days blue blanket Landing heavy upon once rain filled cloud......

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...Black blood Black blood trickles down the walls in the darkest of streets Becomes a newspaper story in the morning journal for freaks They never caught him they say as the train stops and another fat......

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...Zombies She left her head in the town Look at her headless body floating in sky She said the day is cruel and rude But the night is her neighbour I saw her skeletal brain sipping blood like ......

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...The Ghost Town My limps were in town But my head was in a coffin Like a terror i float in the dark Feasting with flesh Charing bones Stiring and steaming fears We are of the dark We own the......

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...At midnight the solid tapered etch of concrete wall Viewed from Charing Cross Pier, paraded headstrong, It highlighted in as much an accompaniment to the call, Where eagerly, old father Tham......

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...unknown darkness, indecapitating love, lifeless corps in a dark void, useless in life or death, bloodless void without a soul, limp and dying with nothing to hold, was once a beutifull window o......

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