Crump Poems - Poems about Crump

...First crawl I learnt to crawl in a tie, Banker’s suit and smile on a lucky tot. Learning the secrets of trades and service, I’d make a difference with my skills, And earn some money on the s......Read the rest...

...CRYPTIC CALLS: i The night called out to him A man of plane fleet Gloved in illusion of machete and strength To beat out from the web of sleep And answer the howling cryptic calls: Cryptic c......Read the rest...

...This morning chilled me to the bone, For frost had crazed my window panes 'Twas hard to leave my cosy home, For given choice I would remain. But no, there's pennies to be earned For what in li......Read the rest...

...July moon, third quarter, patrols the night. Pierces smoky haze, phosphor and cordite. No crump of shell or rattle of gunfire just stillness, man made brambles, wooden posts and wire. Not so muc......Read the rest...

...Fading flowers lie scattered on the ground Scythed down by deadly horizontal hail The long, short, and tall fall without a sound Relentless dawn’s bright light begins to fail As noxious c......Read the rest...

...I am caught today ... freed by the Host of Light, the past -- a lonely s h a d o w swallowed by beauti......Read the rest...

...The British were coming. As dawn's cold fingers clawed the eastern sky, men scurried to their stations, all too aware of the rhythmic crump of that ugly distant drumming. The Threat was......Read the rest...

...I stepped out early on a winters morning, Still half asleep and quietly yawning. The street lights cast a yellow glow, That fell upon the virgin snow. Lights coming on in houses, As I walked ......Read the rest...

...You said you loved me I let down my robe I gave you a sight of what I had never let any other man behold, Then you said you needed me,And just like Isaac lay still on the altar Without a fi......Read the rest...

...Let the rivers flow as they want to be Let the flowers shine in their brightest glow Let the crippled, caged bird be set free To its heart’s content, wherever it wants to go. A daily thought, a s......Read the rest...

...I wanna go to Martha’s Vineyard, eat muscadines and drink wine. I want my belly to swell with the fruit of our love. I wanna drive on full and eat fillet mignon for breakfast. I wanna live l......Read the rest...

...here['s the deal kept it real don't run you songun when thing get ruff be apart of the stuff don't jump or crump or a crooper BE A TROOPER......Read the rest...

...here['s the deal kept it real don't run you songun when thing get ruff be apart of the stuff don't jump or crump or a crooper BE A TROOPER......Read the rest...

...The grey-haired by on our streets With rags hanging his shoulder as his only cloak Every night on banana leaves he sleeps; He has no crump nor cakes let alone a glimpse of hope All day his leg ......Read the rest...

...In a state controlled by a fanatical militia Fuelled by a desire for revenge, They sit cowering in a crumpled cellar,huddled close, Wide-eyed kids whimpering Held tight by sad-eyed women and grim......Read the rest...