Folk Poems - Poems about Folk

Seal the mountains, the peaks, the city— The little emperor rides waves like in Shanghai Bund. In the end, the man who loved beauty became a rifle. Where is the man-made bathing pool atop that mountain? The princely courage, allies in accord, Carried martial genes, shamanic rhythms, Carried cells of herbs and discipline, anti-entropy. Like Zhang Xianzhong sinking treasure into the Min...

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There is a lovely town l know of called Habitat Bay Where the residents are of the animal kind Living together in harmony A community supportive and aligned Duck is the towns only doctor A beloved doctor to all indeed Many of the towns folk Have ongoing medical needs Parrot is the Doctors receptionist She is sweet natured but talks incessantly The patients just adore...

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Anunnaki verses the Nephillians up next....stay tuned in action like never before! Welcome back: the combatants are in the ring! A stalling tactiac by Mussumotto of the Annunaki.. all while Vallis destractes the ref! Ring announcer two...Geniunus on his part watch this... chockblock! the big guy is down. Big guy all these guys are huge! A.#2.. Huge but this guy right here can wrestle! He can Move around in there like Bandez the Magnificent he is...

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The reality be told, it was not long past, Flabbergast by an unfold from my mind’s vague vast, In reflections of the accounts of my youth, Echoes formed, all claiming to be truth. Must be fabricated, they’re so over the top, Consulted a friend, a retired old cop, He said no evidence on the inquires I’d send, Crazies, PTSD’s, false memories blend....

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Poseidon’s spear slashed out from the angry waves A tumultuous monsoon began to gather up the sea The faerie folk went into hiding When they saw army of sea cupids...

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Wonder how long it will take them to see I am a famous poet. See it is nice to see what other poets are doing to help others. If you aren't helping as a community then what are you doing? The answer is nothing, put the pen down, and go be lazy elsewhere. If you want proof, tombstone, “Say...

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Have you heard of Fisher Folk Masked and disguised Often difficult to see When in front of your very eyes Some will see through the disguise Once engaged in conversation Others will never see a Fisher Folk Blinded by their manipulation Fisher Folk do not fish In waterways of any kind They only fish in ones psyche Fishing…. human minds Fishing information, only for personal gain Needing...

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Andrew Cooper farmer of the land, of Croyde Devon; in old England decided he'd plough some fields again? as the sun was shining through the English rain, yet some eco-loonies including a judge? hit him with fines and orders and they don't want to Want to budge.' O K he remted it to the relic's archialogical Whatsama-thingammy..Cant deny...

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A wizened boy who lived at seventy-two Oak Relaxed in his tub with a lemon salt soak Ate a curly pretzel, downed a harsh throat coke An honest child who sprang from truthful folk Dressed himself in a red and yellow super hero cloak Flew around New York City watching for dangerous smoke News of his heroism quickly readily broke Giving some...

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JOHANNES vermeer sans peer REMBRANT look see s e l f i e...

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They said this strange man ate his squirrel: such a lovely arboreal rodent, a creature that nibbles. First he eats its legs, then its body, but omits the heart. That is precious. What? We do not eat a squirrel? Boiled, broiled, roasted or raw? With sprinkles? There are strange people who choose certain creatures of fur. But never one that gnaws? And those...

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Loyal companion carved from a sturdy oak. This eternal gratitude will never be revoked. You've been there for me more then some human folk. I think I may be in love with you and that is no joke. Please stay by my side until the day I croak, if perchance we come upon a very nasty bloke, I will turn you upside...

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(Pema on Turkish Rug, 2023) The Sweet Spot Remarkably, right on the cusp Between the tangible and intangible Sit the old tribal weavings Of the near to far East. I’m sure to many Both there and here This subtle distinction of delicate balance Goes right over their heads. But to others, Surely more than just a few, It goes right to the heart Which is of course the...

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Windswept shave emulsifies the face of the Lake. The fowl in the air bnb, giggles, as it scans for exfoliant fish to delicate. She put her order in over thirty minutes ago. Well before the Cranes and the Eagles, but maybe they ordered to go? Wizard Isle, if you're gonna act...

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Take a bunch of fine musicians All ready to play and entertain With a gig miles away And you have folk train. Add a bunch of supporters A pint or two of ale And you have all the makings Of a very memorable tale. Between trains in Manchester In a pub both basic and rough When Mc Garry issued his words Terry do some left wing...

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