Fan Out Poems - Poems about Fan Out

...You should see the Vikings fan at Christmas I was told! The crazy guy they pointed out was wearing horns of gold. On each horn this October was perched a jack-o-lantern too. I wondered if on the 4......Read the rest...

...He wanted us all to chant for our team today. Obviously, this fan was from the US of A. Wearing our flag, bald eagle, and other stuff too. He was kind of crazy, but what could we do? It is hock......Read the rest...

...In the heart of Melbourne's bustling streets, Lies a club where every footy fan meets. Black and white, their colors fly, A magpie's pride, soaring high. Collingwood, oh Collingwood, Where dre......Read the rest...

...Written by Gail DeBole on April 24, 2024 He ransacked the dumpster near the vacant campground Looking for small trinkets like a well-trained bloodhound. You know the story. His wife had to go......Read the rest...

...Brimming with beauty See colorful fan making Grace with poetic thing.......Read the rest...

...____________________________________________________________ It is the persona naught beseech favors from those four elements Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire for the restora......Read the rest...

...Listening to the torture, the evidence of love lost, It soothes the loneliness and heavy hollowness Felt by so many; a smile creeps onto the face of Each of us, knowing we are heard by the poet. ......Read the rest...

...In case you haven't noticed I'm a poet verbal usage explosive, Wrote it to show I'm potent while showing I'm still unfolding, With words I manage verbs the action within observed, Then swerves I'm......Read the rest...

...Monday blues are preceded by Sunday yellows And I have always hated these Sunday afternoons To me, they feel so lazy I watch as the world turns silent and still No noise except for the cr......Read the rest...

...In my reveries, I am a monk in the temple of love from the books written with shadows, Sailing through the endless pages, I let myself be carried by the breath of destiny of fragile heroes. They wh......Read the rest...

...A forge within the ribcage tight, The heart, a furnace, burning bright. It fans the flames of fierce desire, A flicker's spark, a soul on fire. Love's embers glow, a gentle heat, That warms th......Read the rest...

...on a rearing steed Sir Rowelph rode and rode, he rode through snorting nose of thunderous fan, his stallion galloping, charging, claiming land to the rhythm of a drummer’s hand down silt and du......Read the rest...

...The rhythmic motion Of an electric wind blows drying my wet brows.......Read the rest...

... Never a Marxist I didn’t like Groucho And though I read Spanish forget Sancho Panza I was a big Lenin fan John, not Vlady -- who loved a hot-toddy ......Read the rest...

...The tulips are too excitable, it is Winter here. —Sylvia Plath (Tulips) Like Tulip-beds of different shape and dyes, bending beneath the invisible west-wind’s sighs. —Thomas M......Read the rest...