Cooler Poems - Poems about Cooler

AUTUMN BREEZE I can feel the Autumn breeze The leaves are changing in some of the trees Beautiful yellow, orange and red All along the sides of the avenue ahead In summer sometimes it was hard to sleep Now the nights are cooler and the sleep is deep Autumn is my favourite time of year The chirping birds are all I can hear The...

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ice can be sculpted into an ax, a ring; shatter; soap, a thumb pop; used to keep water and soda pop chill and give the kids a reason for sitting still. ice can slide over the neck, legs, arms - deliciously melt; can make a kid laugh, under his shirt. Send the kid to the cooler when the sun is concentrated, glaring at us as if dusk won’t...

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How many remember the typewriter With it's clickety clack sound For those that do you can never forget That sound so familiar To every office before computers A sound so remenicent So nostalgic to those who remember Those long lost days from another era Unless you lived through them They are sounds gone by Never to be heard again in todays High tech world of instant...

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The Looney Toon August Moon David J Walker Blame it on the moon The monthly insanities The nightly vanities The comings The going the longings In lonely mornings The Moon is to blame For all of the insane Things I can name and It is as plain as day that The night might Or might not sway things Another way In the...

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Just an Old Cooler Not much to look at, Hard to carry, Won’t through it away. To you, it looks dirty, To me, it looks used. From the late 1960s To you, it appears empty, To me, it's full of memories. I miss my dad so much, The tears well up, flowing out. Camping trips to Spruce Knob. Just me and dad and The squirrel that got the...

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Sun visits in sharp fractal shadows through the oaks Lunate leaves glide effortlessly toward her mushrooms Raining leaf flow is constant, scarlet and amber go next. Xiphoid brown performs perfect kamikaze from Cottonwood The air is cooler today, squirrels are chattering their delight. Chasing through leaf piles. I begin to see their high up nests. Contrast to tree bark which...

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There is a fine line between visceral hatred and love. What side am I on? Sweat runs into my eyes mixed with my tears and anger. Angry at myself or at it? Hard to say. I see only in a tint of gray. Regret fills my lungs like the muddy waters of the river in which...

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I looked for shade on that Summer's day My body is made for a cooler May By a river to wade I found the way Lie or be laid where coolness may stay High up the grade where zephyrs will play Nigh on the blade where green grass forms hay Shy of the trade where water turns grey Sly but not afraid...

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Boat’s hooked up Cooler’s packed Got my hat First beer’s cracked. Crank bait on Poles are ready Off I go now Slow and steady. Troll around The lily pads Cast and reel Almost had him. Now off I go It’s the end of the day With stories to tell How he got away....

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Split splat against my nose it goes, Nothing I can do about that though....

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A much cooler day Our fall has arrived early Suddenly fallen From heaven into our laps Accept this gift gracefully...

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Now, come cooler days, wind riding on morning haze and the once cloudless clear skies find billowy puffs in uncovered lies. A sudden wind and rain storm teases the earth to resurface, be reborn but the chill lies low upon the ground a autumn...

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cooler weather more layers for shorter days submitted on October 19, 2017 for contest 'COULD YOU, PLEASE' sponsored by BROKEN WINGS...

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Cooler nights Autumn breeze, brighter lights soon will freeze... One more day One more night, there is no way I am taking flight... Live for today not for tomorrow... For everyday Joy and sorrow... Life is short Live to the fullest... Praise the Lord, for He is worthy... Soon He will come and take us home... Prepare to meet your God and worship Him alone... Eva Rakhuba 09/22/2015...

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His Velvet voice Rusty growl Gentle pauses caress the veiled swell Her secret beneath a tailored vest Radiant warmth spreads thistledown ...

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