Dragline Poems - Poems about Dragline

...Ooh a triangular prism made out of eighteen purple sashed curtains. Wow. Movement. Vortex of a synopsis and a synchronised swirling pattern. When a pea jumps into a swimming pool and performs the bac......

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...A ping ping playmate at a junction composed of twelve is an undeniable circular circuit of a circumstantial orb. Ornate cane of driven snow but no avenue. And calling cards are often only available i......

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...Stone set unblemished unworked faces create hardship floors on which to sip out of rock puddles. Such luxury. In a fine art landscape one must always wear clicking heels. And one must always lift one......

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...In the early morning view outside my window Captured my attention to one spider spinning his web Interesting to look at how he maneuvers and views The radius of his web for any prey to step inside N......

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...THE DRAGLINE for Pete Brett One hundred foot boom 7-½-yard bucket The tracks are like Ones on the tracks of a tank They go chunk clunk and clank Arm of the boom swings Far to the left th......

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...Words that echo the sublime Each syllable resounds a doleful chime Accentuated by a bleak, monotonous rhyme That skews the cadence and scuttles the time Words that filter through, then prime Hea......

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...Though I have no mite, I have better manors than gentlemen. In areas seldom used in the palace, I have spun my web well; High above the royal throne And high above your chamber door, I have see......

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