Fiddlers Poems - Poems about Fiddlers

...inside if mind no less of ledged, against you bet, wild that i didn't wink sworn to soar over with oath in torn battled threads instill i'd fend often from wherever in between needles,......

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...April Brooks was four years old, prattling a blue streak, like comets; Or backwards walking time, seizing swiftly, days of golden promise. April lived with parents and older sister, in th......

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...Mary was ten and she adored flowers, and she had three pretty sisters; But, she never could make a garden grow; like stars, losing jade glitter. Sisters Sarah, Martha and Alice spoiled Ma......

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...The green leafed tree in the harbor. There the freights are advanced. Sailors with quality tools, while diners feast and play chess. The edge Of the merchants dine hall has a Blindspot where tu......

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...The fiddler was having hard times Despite his sorrows, he began to play. Some crossed the street. Others gave him pitying looks. The fiddler kept fiddling. It is what fiddlers do. A little gi......

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...Meadow was born out of a long line of fiddlers Her bluegrass roots showed out without apology We were tapping our feet after the first three notes Songbirds hovered close, to get a better seat. ......

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...The rules of the comp I'll barely read Because I am a poetic fiddler freed I leap about from contest to contest Clueless why the sponsors unimpressed I'm confident I'll find my niche Get it ri......

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...The Fiddler and The Frog In marshy land exists a colony Silent Fiddlers: Frogs make cacophony. Area is swamp or bog. ......

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...An eager man sought information on fiddlers and frogs. Consternation had muddled his head. “Can’t help you,” I said. He eyed me with disapprobation! “You DON’T know?” he said, unbeli......

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...How many fiddlers are there in a faerie band? It was a legitimate question, but I had no idea. I decided to find out the eve of Summer Solstice. On this day the faerie orchestra is usually the lo......

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...I see the horizon turn purple on your skin As the sun sets slowly from our sight And now our last song begins The birds have flown from somewhere within Parting in violet air with the advent of......

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...In December (On Life’s Calendar) My golden years (am I a fool?) span each day of my life, their lustrous sheen uncompromised by friends that time’s embraced, friends’ vac......

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...The train to Boston goes clonkity dong, clonkity ding, and ever the handy hack Gershwin takes up the rhythm and makes it sing. Rhapsodic rhapsodies in jazz mode stomp among the carriage silverwar......

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...Up for grabs are looming sapidities of a summer summit. Prompt as forecasting device, keen as cropland mice, trying to surpass oscine elves turns out no dice. Wondering how these yummy yodelers ......

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...what once was floats in the breeze stuck like plastic in the mesquite it flutters and rattles but goes nowhere just waves at the wind that put it there morn and night it stays in place ......

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