Cone Shaped Poems - Poems about Cone Shaped

...cone shaped it appears zigzagging across the sand the wind is its guide......

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...Ice cream cones are meant to drip But once you’ve got the knack, You catch those drops on tongue or lip To help preserve your snack. At times the bottom of the cone Might form a little hole, ......

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...Escaping through a window, he mounts a silver skeleton. Flying downhill, dispensing power through straining ligaments. His heroic calves squeezing light into cone-shaped yellow beams Then uphil......

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...The briny's ebbed and out of reach and in its wake a fresh clean beach but left behind and snagged on rock are slimy strings of bladder wrack. In rock pools some creatures marooned and bits of b......

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...The Witch of Winslow Street In West Saint John, no fortune sprang. But greatness graced the Blue Rock Gang. As Carleton rascals, David Goss And Bobby Alexander launched A secret goal that made......

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..."You are not alone" she whispered to a dying girl while the angels swooped down to hold a pearl Unspeakable acts in a world of dishumanisation mental illness is spreading, inside our Nation........

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...Ice Cream Lover of the shade, Chilled fruit of the high summer. Soft petalled flower, Edible varieties Budding from a cone shaped stem. Barry Stebbi......

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...I love my lilacs. A sign of life that blooms A tear to my eye, oh their fragrance Cone-shaped petals of lavender and white They forever grow in my heart I pick and pick at them until they gro......

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...Sand falls silently and relentlessly in a steady steam from the top bulb to bottom bulb through hourglass neck. Sand grains tick the seconds away as they flow, forming an inverted cone-sha......

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...I draw women, Booby women, I like them. They are round and good. They make clothes seem pretty. I am a 65-year-old woman. I like women. Women are the best. I am not a lesbian, but I love boo......

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...SUN DAY Ocean Tide’s fun Bold sun ......

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...In the forest, one I saw Groping down a tree limb Trembling like an old man Dressed in a patchwork robe of Green, gray, yellow and brown Its colours were like the bark and leaves of the tree ......

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...What is it about a Wizard's appearance that gives me pause? I always find myself guessing about what type of lurid surreptitious act of debauchery is practiced within the confines of s......

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...Christmas songs are played in all big houses. Harmonizes the spirit of mankind. Red cone-shaped hats are worn by all ages, It only makes Christmas day sought to find. Singing Christmas carol......

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...A March unstable, April drizzles At last, now dawns the month of May........ Children gather 'round a table Making paste of flour, water, guidance from a loving mother with pictures drawn......

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