Ferried Poems - Poems about Ferried

...Phoebe and her brother and sisters loved to play, like capricious wind; And many robust children lived nearby, like green nature, an old friend. The Clarks lived in town, like turquoise n......

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...Let me tell you my story Not that it covers me in glory Looking to be ferried across a river A frog took me on board as long as I stung him never Halfway across we were chatting happily When......

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...How one twenty first century married mortal male (me - Matthew Scott Harris)... found himself bewitched about Circe, particularly after reading book title by the same name. An enchantress and a ......

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...The war refuses the head, below wasting in dead Rearing the front as storms fell the timbers rot Upheavals breast, shorn and filled in neglect Lay useless she had cried, allow dimple and deny T......

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...I already understand that children grow inside two blinks, as quickly as the novel Mayfly comes to the surface to die. I'm pining for those first days again, of edentate smiles, milestones......

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... Dear Emily, 'the Recluse of Amherst' In my university days, you burned in me As a dazzling flame of endless inspiration. As I sit to write to you, your soul in its depth I see ......

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...A heedless world implodes beneath the weight and all the West lies smoldering in flames. And nay a soul finds shelter from the hate as dire evil seeks intended aims. The despot waves of fire and ......

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... In the cool of an autumn morning my father and his friend, Jimmy Kerin, would go mushroom picking in paddocks way out past the last suburban fence. I would tag along not to pick but feel th......

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...  Written: February 05, 2024 _____________________________________________ On twilit roads as dusk falls, from rivers to towers and walls, when lilting rhythms call, a......

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...As allies falter from his Blitzkrieg force, the blood of British sons infuse the sand. They pray their brothers front the Channel’s course for they have failed to gain the upper hand. And, so the......

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...Escape pods Ferried fears Gaping heart Falling tears Dishevelled mind Emotional unrest Watered ground Familiar guest Questioned answers Unanswered questions Glassy eyes Increased tension ......

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...Old ships come to die on a silent beach; once they ferried freight. Side by side, they lie broken hulls; now each bide their rusty fate. Image #1......

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...On an early morning walk along the shore I pondered thoughts about the ocean floor What treasures are buried beneath its sands Amid corals, anemones, orange sea fans I wanted a key to unlock the ......

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...St Francis Hospital New Years Day 2017 A New Year, a New Start Blocked from my memory is a segment of time. (a few days) I retain only angelic sounds from six songs, running not in succession bu......

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...They packed their picnic basket s and journeyed towards the sun, with boxes of liquor, creates of beers and a drum fill with carbonated soda; busloads of them, drove down the slopes, with dug out bo......

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