Dover Poems - Poems about Dover

Green snail discovered the tiny robot lost in the grass. The only other who had spoken was a deep water bass. Hop on, and I will take you to your people snail told him. The robot was shy, but decided to do it on a little whim. The robot was glad for a ride that never seemed to be...

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A Weimaraner residing in Dover is this summer’s most delightful rover He’ll swim and he’ll play on Delaware Bay having a blast ‘till the day is over...

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Penelope could touch her toes And quickly would assume that pose But everyone knows It isn't her toes That beckons to so many beaux!...

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The wind blew so hard, I fell out of my tree Not literally my friends, but I did start to pee Inspired “Yellow Waterfall” by I. P. Dover A bestseller the whole damn world over Back to the blow, sure had to duck some debris...

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Cliffs of Dover Horn Haiku This is kind of about North Korea. Play death on demand Thing is getting out of hand And was poorly planned. His name was Say Who Accepted their point of view Was killed that is true. So who may be next? Causing us to be perplexed Sent message of text. North has no clover So should do a flyover But Cliffs of Dover? James...

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Cliffs of Dover © Ben Burton Leah, lovely Leah, looking good and well tonight As you walk the Cliffs of Dover with a faint, but regal, smile And paint your wistful dreams on the facing's chalky white The Cliffs of Dover plan to keep you for a while On seven years since nature's wrath came blowing To channel spirits in salt water...

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There once was a lady from Dover, that wasnt good in kissing her lover. She bite him so hard like futurless bard. He later pursued her to Dover....

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Near Dover Arkansas can be viewed on most any night A puzzle documented as, ‘The Dover city lights‘ Folks from many miles around, some even out of town Eyes fill with wonderment when the lights begin to clown I have viewed myself, no proof of science I found From the mountain above, as interest begins abound The...

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Vera Lynn's, "There'll Be Bluebirds Over, The White Cliffs Of Dover", Keeps streaming through my brain like a wafting zephyr over and over! 'Tis a poignant reminder of sad and cheerless days during World War Two, Yet, the Cliffs themselves were a beacon of hope when things were looking blue. What a beautiful sight for weary bomber crews returning...

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In our little Arkansas Dover town, we never clown around, about the sacrifice Christmas is about Christ, and his great love, which suffices We live and let live, to our charities we give, for in heaven above It's all about Love, refining one's self, to enjoy in Dove, who is love We put down the mind of strife,...

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Death is the thing with feathered wings Here on these rocky Dover cliffs Against which breaks perpetual wave upon wave Melting away this earth-stone base Atop which rests the sky Sleepwalkers, walking with lead-laden feet They dream only of falling, falling Let us, love, dream of one another Beneath the white...

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I am alone, by choice you see. No time for romance, it just isn't me. Or, maybe it's pain...that I don't long to feel, that keeps me alone, and afraid to feel. I look at a couple and sometimes think, I used to have that, but now it's history. I open my eyes as if...

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