Fifty Eight Poems - Poems about Fifty Eight

...1. To Fly My father was an admiral, and so I joined the Navy. Back in fifty-eight to be a pilot seemed the way to go: ship-sailors were committed to a crate. Scrub decks? Paint rusting gunwales?......

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...I see my country is in terror To much political makes our leaders fearsome Foreseen the future is black They plan to make a worst exit For almost three years in office No big projects has not di......

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...I was a late arrival born in nineteen fifty-eight, during the folk revival. As a kid, music was survival. Records then sounded great on a platter or a plate, like Peter, Paul, and Mary, and Pu......

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...When he left us, he left us too soon. He starred in 13 episodes of "Tycoon". It was a day that all of his fans were sure to hate. Christopher left us at the young age of fifty-eight. He starred i......

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...In the labyrinth of time, where truth and lies dance, I wander among the shadows of thoughts, seeking wisdom's light, Wondering why, in recent centuries, the learned have lost their way in the mist......

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...After President Joe Robinette Biden Junior withdrew from the presidential race... Planet earth (the Mother of all) breathed a collective and palpable sigh of relief, and I too deeply exhaled, ......

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... The worst nadir in my young years that brings me still to shed sad tears; while I was pregnant- months to wait- September, nineteen fifty-eight. My new friend's child was six week......

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...Pariah heap - savagely subjecting myself to humiliation Outward slovenly appearance bespeaks volumes wordsworth their weight in gold (exhumed from the pith of these lovely bones - beclothed wi......

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... More Idiom Humor Miracle Man 1/23/2024 Some days I just wake up feeling of low self esteem, I survey the night’s happenings and almost scream. Other days I feel “dumber than a bar......

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...If you enter through The rusty back gate Messily labeled 105 and Walk thirty steps to your right, You will come across A beaten path Overgrown with forgotten weeds And the remnant leaves of a......

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...A summer day in 'fifty eight when providence found me a mate Neither of us knew ,what was then to be from passion, love was brought forth to me Attraction's magnet drew us together nothing w......

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...The clock hangs on the wall, dead And unmoving. Its hands grasp silently at its black borders, Pulling uselessly at peeling black letters. Analog? Maybe, but it doesn’t matter. The numbers bl......

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...That summer day in 'fifty eight when providence found me a mate Neither of us knew ,what was then to be passion& love,was brought forth from me Attraction's magnet drew us together nothing, ......

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...There’s a panda tap dancing in hobnails There’s an octopus mixing up cocktails A bush kangaroo Blows on a kazoo While the band are all tadpoles or pond-snails A gorilla is dancing the tango W......

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...Plastic for garment hopeful Mc Guyver Privileged upbringing Mum funded Uni Drooping arms self described Survivor Sends selfies working store security ......

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