Dozers Poems - Poems about Dozers

...Somewhere in the general melee we lost our imaginary horses, their ghostly neighing added pathos to this momentous moment. It was decided, we boys, and one sis......

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...Somewhere in the general melee we lost our imaginary horses, their ghostly neighing adds pathos to this momentous moment. It was decided, we boys, and one sist......

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...Whatever happened to the twelve o ‘clock rambler, nocturnal venturesome brushstroke sort, they face whirlwind snowfall, freezing ice, while others brazenly squirm, not for stoic diarist this thre......

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...Whatever happened to the twelve o ‘clock rambler, nocturnal venturesome brushstroke sort, they paint sound and city pastel, never at a loss for inspiration, weather neither bar nor barrier, in ......

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...There's a feeling of sadness Mixed with a wistful awe As we pick our careful way Across a rubble strewn floor. An eerie sort of half light, As though hiding from the day, Hiding our history unt......

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... Where sets the sun again far from the din of Port of Spain shadows fall on the plain. And on that plain over I strode when the wind its trees winnowed up the old Eastern Main Road ......

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...Just like his custom, he sparks to frolic in the encompassing. But when he tumbled to get back home, the frenzy was beginning. Ryan 5 fell under a 30 meter well, a ton like Joseph. I......

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...The leaves rustle still in Letsby Avenue Though how they do, no-one I know ever knew Nobody crosses it, no-one walks through And nobody lives there and never will do Curtains hang limp for the......

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...The night is brimming with lake water fully moon-laden. Sparkles and dashes of diamonds clutter her surface. I am delighted at the prettiness of the outlying forest. Surrounded by beauty that enha......

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...I can hear the dozers in the distance, droning across another mountain top. Someone needs one hundred ton of wood-chips, so dozer droning never seems to stop. I can hear the chainsaw in the dis......

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...A dreamer from nowhere Waiting to go somewhere Dreams are left bare Because in my heart is fear Always pleading for so many reasons Risers rising, sitters sitting, dozers dozing Stuck in my own......

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...Institutional Jargon Strait lined jacket, A wheelchair line-up peruses the pasty walls In synchronized fashion Secured by schedule Where the pristine uniform Clicks heels and strides with p......

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...This poem was inspired by the interviews by Earl K. Pollon and S. S. Matheson conducted with native Sekanni peoples who were negatively effected by the flooding of their communal homelands by the bui......

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..." We Shall Not Be Moved ... " ( Ezek. 3: 7, 8, 9 / Heb. 10: 32 - 39 ) Through All Infirmities Through All Adversities Through All Emergencies & Empty Lies of Enemies ... Through Great......

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...The road to my backyard is long and straight Evergreen trees abound and provide welcome shade Home to myriad birds, butterflies and the bees Last summer their branches were sawn off, without notice T......

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