Fleming Poems - Poems about Fleming

... Old Fleming, with Bond in his head, Wrote of spies, and of dangers widespread. With martinis so dry, He'd wink with one eye, "My tax forms? They're better unread." ©bfa032025 ......

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... The Golden Age always begins with chaos, With screaming, fallen icons and bloody fields, With fiercely fought heart-wrenching battles With the conquered foes who refused to yield. The old r......

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... Ashes, Ashes, Flames all around And remnants of our lives are scattered Upon the crackling, smoking ground. Our hopes and dreams buried in the rumble, Lost are the things that we thought me......

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...Brit's spy guy from Ian Fleming Is Bond who goes chaos stemming! When the web of life slumps See how quickly he jumps Sadly to die like a lemming ......

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...United States (US): United Kingdom (UK): Australia (AU): Germany (DE): France (FR Spain (ES): Italy (IT): Netherlands (NL) Poland (PL): Sweden (SE): Japan (JP): Canada (CA): T......

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... I pay attention. I see the sadness in a young schoolgirl’s eyes When she has been cruelly ridiculed and ostracized. For what? She doesn’t look the same As others; too tall, too fat, too blon......

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... No mystery here. I’ll speak the truth, Whatever that truth may be. Some say truth is relative. How can that be the case? What’s relative is our personal slant Seen through a particular shad......

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... As a tiny tot from pastural Tennessee My warm world consisted of all things green. Forests and valleys, rivers and lakes, Beautiful and flourishing, were all I had seen. Then my small world......

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... Some people paint with their words, Creating images with contrast and flow That lift the hearts of others, Inspiring both their spirit and soul. Some paint with their life’s work, Their c......

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... Thought crystallizes. Its edges become sharp and hard. Soon we begin to believe the illusion of its boundaries. We forget it is a wave of energy, in flux, pulsating, Reaching out to every glo......

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... What would you do, What heights would you sail, If you really knew You could not fail? Would you talk to yourself In a brand new, positive way? Would you only listen to the Encouraging t......

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... She said, “I don’t like poetry.” “Forsooth!” said I, “Really?” Yet you listen, hour upon breathless hour To rhythmic verses of country whine, Endless twanging, chaotic musical notes banging......

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... Magical, mysterious, completely incomprehensible! Is there anything more divine than a seed, Any seed, large or small, any size at all? Infused within its compact evolving time capsule Is w......

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... A breathy sigh that moved the air encircled us with lusty flair. Its sweet and tender brush of love Left unsaid our intention there. Some deep and thoughtful bold assertion Drew us closer i......

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... When I arise in the morning, after “Thank you, God!” I often ask, Am I fully loaded for this day to meet and complete my many tasks? Have I spent the necessary time in thoughtful contemplatio......

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