Fleece Poems - Poems about Fleece

Welcome all you morally impaired Where men are men and the sheep are scared Though I can't help but think How much you'd have to drink To forget what many others dared...

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Care for me please Cover me with fleece Be my solid pillar And my heart's healer For all I need is peace...

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One with the Universe, Drifting Quickly and Swiftly Trodding a Steed of Triumph, I Dazzle in Nobility Starry Eyed, I Blaze in Infernos of Gold Golden Fleece Forged, I'm a Heroic Soul A Golden Ballad for the Seven Seas Blazing Chariots Of Light, Upright Towards the Heavenlies From Earth to Jerusalem, a Solar Staff...

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there was a sheep with wool black and white whose peers thought him a horrible sight but with a wild price increase for his exotic, chic fleece he was a rock star overnight 12/30/21...

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Flickering sunbeams inking Autumn trees, edge the leaves with ribbons of molten gold. And raining confetti with every breeze; leaves tumble to the ground as nights grow cold, crafting crunchy mosaics to behold. With rivulets of scarlet and cerise, an ocean of color floods the landscape. And as gilded leaves weave a golden fleece, yellows get added to the ticker tape; and Autumn's parade...

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. for public domain Socrates died joyfully. Although Justice did not win, His voice rang truly in a world, of so much gibberish and din. Vengeance is mine, says the Lord, Yours is all but Vanity, but hold not that all Life is Nil, for then you speak profanity. Live well all that you believe, prosper in your war and peace, put to the pit the...

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Weepers with hoods — tear-stained, faceless. Dirge monks with shields. Knight of the golden fleece on a slab in requiem. The silent mouth of Cicero. Fell in love with this funereal piece — Tomb of Philippe Pot with life-sized pleurants. His hands steepled in prayer, a lion in repose at his feet — Grand Seneschal of Burgundy 9/28/2020 Tomb of Philippe Pot Louvre Museum...

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Colchis’ golden fleece To claim the throne of winter On quest of coolness! -February 02, 2019 Chattogram...

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With The Fleece Torn From A Fallen Suitor's Heart Where were you, as cold winds ate these aging bones, away counting your wealth, your precious gemstones; a marauding mist that surrounds its weakened host tho' cherished, your heart remained as a fleeting ghost. Life lesson learned, the weak become the prized prey. Time says, the predator will someday have to...

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Cherished gold illuminating eyes glint leaving emptiness...

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Gentle ripples float about his wheels, searching inquisitive around spokes, questioning apparent lack of motion, now the little fish turn their backs and swam back. Eyes intrinsically profoundly fixated on innermost thoughts, where loud voices debate the time away in warm orange evening glow, fleece quilt for curious stars Ears catch finest nuances in vibration inside, the soft rumble ebbs into loud roar of high tide...

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I will wounded you Start running because i'm here I will take your life You won't sense any soreness Until you discontinue...

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Wool has been replaced by fleece; It's cozy and it's cheap, But employment must be high For flocks of fluffy sheep....

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Insurance first customer of day sheep farmer needs life insurance. fleecing begins early ...

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Pumping through the boundaries like water out of a burst pipe they go beyond in search of that golden fleece. Leaving the yam and millet In hands of ''intellectual weaklings". Deserting their muddy palaces Resorting to restrooms yonder Good hands seasoned for hoes now tremble at the feel of paltry foreign notes. It's where ice-cream falls from the sky. So they say. Here the soil is "too...

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