Clive Poems - Poems about Clive

I watched A Cornish chough, Flying so Cornish high, Over Cornish cliffs, In a Cornish sky, All Cornish observations, Made by my Cornish eye. I watched The Cornish sun, Masked by a Cornish cloud, I thought my Cornish thoughts, My Cornish thoughts were loud, I viewed the Cornish landscape, And I felt so Cornish proud. I watched The Cornish waves, Roll into the Cornish bay, I saw the Cornish sunset, At...

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Here lies our dear friend Clive Never again will he drink and drive 4-11-19...

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“...The leftists that you voted for jacked up the minimum wage, so new workers like me cannot get hired, much less get paid. “And those very same people ignore foreigners who work cheap, they can work, and break the law, But the same can’t be done by me! “And then the proposed solution to this raging dumpster fire is to throw others' money at me until...

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When Clive was nineteen years old he graduated from high school, it had taken him five years, but he would not become a fool. He’d seen why not two years prior when is brother John had gang-banged and was shot down in an alley, not found until his corpse stank. The same fate had met his father back when he was a baby, and despite...

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Transl. of Eric Mottram’s A Faithful Private - 4 with a Clive Bush comment on Mottram's poetry Excerpt from an article, “From space to caves in the heart recreating the collective world in Eric Mottram’s poetry” by Clive Bush, Director of American Studies, King’s College, University of London in The Journal of Comparative Poietics, Vol....

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you stood tall you was our wall it was time fall heaven made the call it was plain you stood by man with a plan you both did your thing you will for ever live in our heads THO YOUR DEAD ATTRIBUTE TO CLIVE RIGHTS KING...

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it wasn't just a dream you had too be mean stand tall backs against the wall it now still has the sound say don't lay down to the lords will CLIVE RIGHTS LIVES...

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Struggle. How easily we could avoid that perpetually mundane institution. But we subject ourselves to it. Day in and day out. Waking to wrathful conflict, flagellating our psyches with sick, venomous passion. What to do what to do what to do Imagine a situation. Imagine that situation resolved and forgotten. Between those two statements lies...

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not so lone ago on the road i know i was there we were everywhere no doudt it was race rout to make change some say we were insane walking day and night i remember RELIVING CLIVE RIGHTS...

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tho its years pass some we ran out of gas no doudt the shots ran out hard to forget my minds not at rest still has its stack on the rack with CLIVE RIGHTS FLASH BACK...

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some or insane to thinks this a game been to much pain for us to gain and stil need the lords will to have a brigher light there still fught for hope CLIVE RIGHTS NO JOKE...

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it was know play thinking of that day on the hiway those had lot to say for todays change he wasn't insane tho some say repent IT WAS THE CLIVE RIGHTS MOVEMENT...

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he taught us get out of the dust if you must in his god to trust he was for rights brown black or white some say he was insane they call him the king of the peace preacher he was a CLIVE RIGHTS TEACHER...

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you were born the world wasn't torn be you me too there those who stood tall they were strong as wall some had to fall just to have the tools for a better school theyer fought day and night so we could see the lights THE STORY OF CLIVE RIGHTS...

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some was name king he made his name some was name john he was know pond my repect he won had brother name robert re fuse to stop us let us move as we choose than there were jerker who did't like THOSES CLIVE RIGHTS WORKERS...

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