Fixers Poems - Poems about Fixers

...Dissociated Looking around Can’t connect the dots to who or what I was before My feet have been stained by a hundred strains of grass Seen and known outside the reach of this valley Years of tra......

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...The road not ending is growing wider. Spreading all the way down and up again. Hot shovel digging and soaring lighter. Walking the straight line beginning amend. Each moment new and keep mys......

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...I believe in what’s seen and unseen Thee unseen terror attack on private personal information carried out after several attempts on my life Gargano Jay Townsend Johnson Henry Catrina Bell Donaldson T......

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...Special Agent Alan King arrived in his Buick dragging my husband to Foss park for his failed lie detector test where I wore wires pregnant for the FBI my husband was scared to death after Ciro Gargan......

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...the dance around the heifer To think I'm five years older than US president Joe Biden, I think he is senile, but he is also corrupt like so many senators are The Jews who lived in America kne......

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...cold, but sun’s bright season’s grand sight pure snow gleaming thrilled kids screaming snowballs soaring day’s not boring sleds are gliding grandma’s riding! snowmen ......

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...Together I reflect on the power Of being together Of the joining Of hands Whatever the weather To be with those friends On a road full of choices With an ear for our joys Or our tremu......

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... If everyone on Capitol Hill. Just ceased suddenly, to see each other as evil, What an amazing event that would be! A transformation so astounding, Most think this is totally unthinkab......

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...Dear Covenant to Empower Children, Inc. I was in a Potlatch CoHousing Cafe just the other repair-invested day for both ego and eco therapy. Our host introduced this Potlatch SkillShare event......

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...Family Tree The family tree grows tall and true, Its leafy branches cradle me and you. Like every tree it has a season When branches drop, sometimes without reason. Our tree has suffered great......

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...What is the game you choose to play, The rules in which you live? Do you play by taking it all, Or are you the player that gives? Do you take the playful side, And jail it in a jar of harm? I......

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...Obsolete is the byword that keeps us buying anew, products that last forever simply would never do. Paydays come in many forms some junk is another’s treasure, so creating problems to be solved make......

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