Garret Poems - Poems about Garret

...Everyone liked Garret. The girls wanted to be his friend. The boys wanted to be him. Garret was like a charming epidemic Mimicked by his appreciative peers. Adored by his teachers. His smile wa......

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...Oh! My Allien Star,alone in sky at night Has played a sweet monochord, Beside my garret. Onset of evening, someone calls your name, Having hidden your face; to whom Do you tell your story? ......

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...IT STARTED WITH A BLANK CANVAS Come lay your paint on me, it pleaded I’m here in this garret, naked and cold So what could I as a sensitive artist, do Except comply, dabbing shades of blue Rea......

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... Perched here within my writer’s garret, among all my dusty books and notes. I'll bare my soul and try to share it, all my stories, poems, quips, and quotes. Sometimes inspiration guides my ha......

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... Always Prepared Ready Freddy The Untamed Feral Ferril What’s in Frankie’s Pockets? Frankie’s hankies Patriotic Guy Yankee Frankie Of the highest Quality Fraser’s ra......

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...change garret chained up garette change up grade rubber blonald bluck......

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...Nineteen ninety one, at the age of six saw the frenzied dance of the cyclone In the atrocious dark of the night, we were out of sleep, fighting with wild storm We heard the scream of people, lost o......

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...Everyone voted Mrs. Garret’s tree as the best Christmas display in the village. Which was surprising in a way, as she was not really a local. Richard Garret, her husband, was not a man to be trif......

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... Decisions sometime results in failure; we start analyzing our behavior. Many times it is really painful. Regret comes as natural emotion can't decide what next, completely broken. ......

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...“The songs are casual and careless in a satisfying way, like the used condom your latest lover left lying on your bedroom floor, a souvenir you’re not yet ready to dispose of.” Candy Cotton, Modern W......

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...Inside his gloomy garret he thought of each old dream. How miserably he’d failed with each crazy half-baked scheme. Embittered he had grown from his every circumstance. How he loathed his wife, wh......

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...He was weary of prostitutes. The young ones were vacuous, their bodies unleavened bread. The mature models scored by the violence of disappointment. Both the naive and the bitter were dull mold......

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...Dear budding poet, Regarding modern poetry this is a result of poets such as you redesigning forms of poetry written through the ages by different nationalities, famous and just ordinary people li......

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...College Study in your little garret. Try, in your earnest youth, To learn the ins/outs Of mice and men, stars and storms, The ways of your own future heart. Fear and Motivation Await just be......

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...A Hint at What Is Beautiful : Lovely is the 'bless your heart' Wrapped with appreciation, Offered to peace inclined individuals Who make a special effort To nurture shrapnel singed casualti......

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