Do Not Go There Poems - Poems about Do Not Go There

It must not go unsaid.    they were charming people who understood my concern to have an ill wife who needed care more than an old pension can bear was to invest with them in a scheme that out great dividends An investment where my uncle's son was the facilitator  what else could go wrong, his skeptical heart sensed a new spring...

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I'm living a down and out life It's like ECG, when you are at the peak You will fall to the bottom I'm like a filament lamp, very shiny But do not go gentle into that good night Old age should burn and rave At close of the day, rage Rage against the dying of the light Though wise men at their end...

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No, no, I tell you, no Do not go down there, Turn back from the door Step away from the stair I cannot tell you, I can't The secrets and the lies, Because... it's too... dreadful When a pretty thing dies Yes, she was a pretty thing But, should you see her now, All gone and gray and sunken O, I could not tell...

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Do not go gentle into that totalitarian night They lured you in with the promise of a new day Rage against their deception, and for freedom's light From a stagnant pool, you jumped into a river of no return They said the new would rise, the old could burn Swim against their current, rage against their tide Face the mistake you...

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our new puppy Beau will not go into my husband’s office I think he senses spirits in there. I sense my husband’s father My husband senses Native American spirits Beau cannot be coaxed past the doorway. Unfortunately, that is where our only doggie door is. Our handyman Tony is coming tomorrow to install our new doggie door. It cost us a pretty...

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Her hair is all that with bubbly bouncy curls. But they do not bounce on this little child, Meryls. She has somber gray eyes that see clear enough. She might have been through traumatic stuff. I watch her closely, wondering what she might do. If I break out in a happy song or a cutesy soft shoe. Her hair does not...

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moon’s tears do not pour They trail out on top of the water why do they not go in? asks grandchild Gram loves it that he thinks she knows everything...

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Do not go raging into that good night Old age should be gentle at close of day, Hush, hush against the dying of the light. Unwise though at their end claim light is right And they expect that the divine grace may, Do not go raging into that good night. Gentlemen in their just wisdom so bright Act like they got to...

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Down the street After passing three dogs and a gunman A few meters beyond the electric fence If the spy cam is clear But there is a council of desperate urchins A special crusade, they have, these beggars They have looked up to Nyasaye Higher than pious men can see Their eyes have gone up To the gates of heaven The rich man who...

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Don’t greet death gently. Those dreary and greyed, stay, hold, ignore that feral, frail, reality. Ignore gainsayers that say those eternal days of flotage on the edge of the great end, dearly holding on, are beyond their strength. Death is the great design for those that forgat the indignity of being. Linger on longer, oh ghost. Rage, rage against the dying of...

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The Grim Reaper gave up So he sent his most fierce three Their goal was simple To scare the bejeezus out of me I am hardheaded, and stubborn. I was not about to go easily. They learned the hard way These so called fierce three Sure, Reaper, send them when I am asleep. Lying here, innocently, alone and unprotected. I am not one to wail,...

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A parody of 'Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night' Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa to Dylan Thomas Do not go willingly into the dark night Evil lurks in shadows at the end of each day Rage, rage against the things that cause fright Though wicked ones know wrong from...

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Dark and mischievous clouds of deceit hang over the palace of the pharaoh's The people once again 'in their 'droves gather 'call out and speak what has been placed into their tired and abused souls . The uncaring potential rulers each wear a wry smile , Trying their best not to let utter contempt for the...

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Dark and mischievous clouds of deceit hang over the palace of the pharaoh's The people once again 'in their 'droves gather 'call out and speak what has been placed into their tired and abused souls . The uncaring potential rulers each wear a wry smile , Trying their best not to let utter contempt for the...

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Do not go in the wood, Do not go when it's night, Don't you know it's not good, Don't you know it's not right! Don't you know someone's there, Someone howls at the moon, Don't you care? Do you care? Do not leave cozy room For the sake of the beast, Take a sit, take a break, Do not pity at least, Don't be kind...

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