Countryman Poems - Poems about Countryman

...As I approached the political poll, a fellow countryman spoke a word of wisdom to my soul. He told me that I should consider 'voting' as a task that never grows old. He related this short story t......

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...Ivan Talbot in W A, has some lineage; online today Claims Rollo and Miliesius, and Hezikiah are all his Forebears such 'could be dire' I know this line of the Irish King, for he's my blood too (my......

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...How many Friends Have You Now? How many friends have you now? How many write you everyday Say they are sorry and their nation will pay? How many have apologised? How many have realised? How t......

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...Life happens and never asks for our permission. There are situations that are relentless in their mission to test and try us, often to the breaking point. They test our will, our resolve, our fait......

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...The ironing on hold, she donned a teddy for a span, gazed at her reflection in the mirror through puffy eyes tucked beneath a coonskin cap, hand-sewn in some god-forsaken sweatshop, then grabbe......

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...TTribute With many echoes I step my boot out, To go and make our country a better place. I smell smoke, hear war drums and see fatalities I do it for you, myself, our predecessors and descendants......

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...When the poets fall silent Man will not only lose his voice but also the notion of Life. ~Quote by poet. Steeped in the pain of his slain countryman, surrounded by the ......

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...Many-colored and candle-lights; high beyond the soft trees a fresh country leans heavily toward the night, far beyond the sea’s shady shore. Beams, o’er wide fields like a white star, \till from t......

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...Many of word from mouth and quill Non too sacred than mind still Look unto ones deepest of eyes One cannot see whats hiden inside A wiseman once told I Never utter what thy thoughts hide For o......

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...The woman I loved most did not love me right with a gypsy blind knife Shot a shot in my chest. Newton took advantage of that had a dream of an apple made gravity law perfect ... Since i was......

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...In These Days, We Prayed . ************************** The Curse On My Linage Oh linage I now sit and wonder, why thou have grown so slow in progress And wasteful in resources. Ah!......

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...There I was paddling my vessel Beneath the daughter of the stars In the canoe capital of Virginia Eyes void of that light that brings The villagers about the fire at the Crisp of winter pendin......

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...In these Days, We prayed series... The 7enth innatemeditation REASON Brethren, Do we believe that the same God, Who has endowed us  With sense, intellect and Reason Has ......

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...The infant orphan, you grew up in foster homes, but your Polish roots were strong. You knew Paderewski and you made his sculpture for which you won the prize at World’s Fair. Ziolkowski - the ......

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...Blank is this sheet of paper before me my life in a tailspin, please someone catch it like a firefly and hold it in place, keep it balanced so I can grab on to the railing steady myself, stop it f......

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