Franz Poems - Poems about Franz

Jewish American man 1858, to 1942.' an extreme version.? Of whose theory.' is what we are all; now existing through.'...

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Someone lost in a meandering season Somebody crying for all the wrong reasons Somehow married to a new in between Someway missing what others have seen Someplace the meaning stays hidden and waits Sometimes my wishes both early and late Something infused in the moments I’ve lost Somewhere abandoned — the ultimate cost (Dreamsleep: October, 2024) ...

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When I woke up this morning I was not in my bed. I found myself instead Inside Franz Kafka's head. He started Metamorphosis, I thought, 'What is this?'" There was no panic I just sat back and watched A master at his craft Until my plan was botched. He noticed me Inside his head As he finished up. He sneezed me out as I rolled down his...

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The older I grow the more I’m thankful for Franz Kafka Who…I’ve read…and I’ve been told Said: Anyone who keeps the ability to find beauty never will grow old...

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Bavarian artist Franz Marc painted animals as iffrom the ark He loved to use yelows&blue his wa recognisable,unique&new* *http://www.franzmarc.com/paintings/...

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~~~~~R E D S Q U A R E N E B U L A~~~~~ ***Hitler rise to power, 1933 A box of challenges, a sense of direction, world order, reduced. Date: 08/30/2019 howmanysyllables 575 = 17 ***Entitled suggested background music for reading...

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Franz Liszt Was understandably piszt When the dog chewed His étude...

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First, baptism. Next, he vowed defense for the U.S. after graduation Really, this kid could take San Diego's boot camp At age nine he left Belize, then worked two jobs while in high school Now he's back in Belize with haunting of Dessert Storm - Zestfully, he built homes, does electrical and plumbing. The truth is, duodenal ulcer won't stop...

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Normally the bagpipes are played On green hills of Scottish homeland For one but the birds to comprehend Musical, instrumental, breath-held worthy Genius. But not today. Today the crazy Saturday bagpiper has returned To his worn patch of nature In the midst of an overcrowded, overworked, Tiny university. In trying to hear I could not comprehend In asking to hear, words would not be spoken What is...

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