Dressing Gown Poems - Poems about Dressing Gown

...The slabbed ceiling tiles are becoming the patio slabs of my childhood home. I'm highly strung in more ways than one, trying to send my mind elsewhere, but half-buried memories insert themselves, s......

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...A photon checked into a hotel, a rather interesting sight. It was asked "Do you have luggage?" It said, "No, I'm travelling light." When I'm at home I like to read books, and relax in my dress......

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... Dear Santa, it’s Looby Loo, I’m still here It’s a miracle, have been ill all year I don’t want you to forget to stop by As this old gal would then break down and cry. I need decent......

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...a dog and a frog who stood on a spoon and went round the town in their dressing gown said the dog to the frog oh lets spoon to the moon so they jumped up and down and the spoon left the grou......

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...This scribble has nothing to do with the famous song of Simon and Garfunkel. It's just a story I invented. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I bought a cottage in the middle......

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...As the end of a long day now approaches Like a candle flame almost spent The sun and its expanding rays Now hides away with contempt With stealth and silence, The light of day starts To dim A......

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...In his dressing-gown pyjamas underneath slippers gently slapping he traverses his bedroom floor covering the space between his bed and the closet the closet and his bed in measured, purposeful......

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... Since you asked me directly, I can tell you about it, only indirectly. The weeks and months and years now that it happened, and still happens from time to time when I am really paying att......

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...In my garden; warm and sunny In my paddock; fluffy bunny In my pocket; ample money Why, my friend, is nothing funny In my fridge; a nice cool beer In my life, I’ve nought to fear Another Chri......

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...I see how I trap myself every time I think in my defense. I don't even have to speak and every speech tangles me deeper in darkness. I wound my case with every word. Where is the path out of......

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...Far in the distance voices are calling out her name. Grown weary of winter, she hears them exclaim, "Spring, please come early and rid us of the cold. We long to feel sunshine's touch ......

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...“The Queen-Sized Bed”. © London F. Buss A queen-size bed was coming slowly, down the rough dirt track. As it drew closer, The wheels clumsily mounted on the base of each leg, ra......

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...the playing card by americus i am the jack of all traits which means i can be everything i hate my thoughts buzz still like flies on the wall yet he still catches me when i fall can i ever ......

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...A ladybird landed, on my hand today, And looked at me, in a peculiar way. It stretched it’s legs, and opened its wings, As birds flew by, soft melodies they’d sing. “Excuse me sir?”, the ladybi......

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...A mobile phone is a strange old thing, For the joy, love, and pain it can bring. People can spend, hours a day, Scrolling through apps, and games they can play. But life is worth, so much more,......

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