Cords Poems - Poems about Cords

the mystery of whether or not my puppy can chew through an electric cord was answered this morning I will give you an emphatic yes he poked his snout into a Christmas box and chewed the ends off of all of the lights I feel validated now in my insistence on hiding all cords fearing he could do this...

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We Dedicate to the living source this day flow the taste sweet the decree of the ley lines boasts the energy source be loose or be bound for the great God spoke that it will remain forever known the Decree is made in the book where people perish for lack of knowledge. The God of...

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St. Patrick's Day does come but once a year, to those wearing green here's a mighty cheer, so may the kilts fly high as the parade goes by... A toast to the lads who tie down their gear!...

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Cords You go around here Then twist yourself to the rear And you two go around each other And then right under Then you in the black Pull up that slack They'll come get us tonight So wrap around tight How dare they put us together We'll show them who is better Shhshhh, here they come, don't dangle..... Why look at these cords they're all tangled...

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Well knowing how the powers of the mystic chords of memory endure, And that history alone has made today a sure, I calmly wait for a normal return of our lives. I’m full of hope, as in a time like this only hope survives; Assured of a lovelier day than when we begun, Full of pleasure, and treasure fine, and...

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A performance of the arts Music to the core of my soul Butter as smooth as a gun shoot Of a whisper I don’t know Whence you came To the rescue of my sorrow Your domain Although my peril You thrive in its majesty But still I swoop in To the purity Of home grown bread...

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What more can I write Except to stagger On paper What good has it done Only to deepen Sudden depression What help such has become When pain becomes acute What light it bringeth forth Only a shadow Of what once was Such disaster it has been In my lonely prison In shackles of emotion And dour- faced beauties What hope has it brought Except a similar one Of future forever’s What more...

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Like seasoned wood We take nouns From cords of words: Father, mother, And all those phrases Burned years ago. We toss them Into the embers, Listen to their comfort-- Smell that old Sweetness as time And memory Twirls to smoke....

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