Due East Poems - Poems about Due East

...Upon the waves where the wild winds sing, A tale unfolds of a vessel and its wing; Through the tide, it dances, graceful and free, Harnessing the ocean's heart, a sight to see. With car......

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..."*Oui, the winner, American Beauty," yet hail these 'Windflowers' Anemones, flourished yon 'Down Under', 'Aussiszlanders, indeed a showstopper for bystanders of all but Europe, Turks, then South ......

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...Somewhere partially due east Of Hunching Cliff On the Jurassic coast Where the Old Lighthouse Used to stand it's ground Battered intermittently minutely Against the wave's and c......

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..."Happiness and sorrow ebb and flow like waves upon a beach, and I am but a grain of sand." by poet I think of myself as nothing more than a......

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...~ I’m going to sea in a blueberry boat, macaroon waves I will sail Far past the girls and the buoys I’ll float, maybe spout off to a whale My crew at the ready but still half a sleep, I’ll ......

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...for Tabitha The sun wanders westward towards the old frontier, dragging its heft across plateaus of New Mexico. Along Route 66, a quick toe-dip in Tahoe sets Reno aglow. Quicker......

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...It was early, The solemn, silent sunrise wrought its Rays across the untamed land like a Shorn-clad Delilah. Dew glistened the foliage Like undefiled razer blades nestled Within a mortar's pay......

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...The People of the Enchanted Forest In times of folklore where many a tall tale told The town folk spoke of mystic stories so bold Of a forest, never seen by the likes of any man Where mystical......

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...It was glorious ... A glorious, glowing morn ... crimson crept up the sky, as if air-brushed ... little round globs of fair-weather clouds tiptoed on the reach, (so as to not wake the moon,......

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...Like clover petals We bind together for all Good Ol' Irish Luck For th......

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...I've dragged this here bag of gold it seems a thousand miles, no rain, no water, no food to eat, just stagnant pools that look like bile and a few odd berries . . . Saw a sign a few miles back......

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...My Dad, a little honest like a Priest Taught me how to live and feast With bangles of gold and diamond to your wrist After a bloated tummy chant petitions due east Son, nothing your path spare li......

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...- James Dean an MGM dream Sprawls unseen towards the door Tipping his hat Hello Mama and that He shuffles his shoes to the floor Shakespeare a play McBeth he should say a dagger towards his hand H......

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...Swallowed up somewhere in the South Pacific Amelia and her Lockheed Electra vanish one day On July 2, 1937 her last radio contact received In that time, poor navigation tools at play In an atte......

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...Nothin like a road trip In the middle of the night Josh was hitch hiking Him and his dad got into a fight How did I find out... He's my son's best friend Another adopted son of mine My love ......

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