Gilmore Poems - Poems about Gilmore

...If only Eve hadn’t met Adam And angry Hitler had met Freuid If Stanley never met Ollie And David Gilmore had never been in Pink Floyd Shakespeare had run out of ink and quill for a pen Mother Hu......

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...There is a large cattle property in the Northern Territory of Australia where the bores are named after Famous cricketers and that prompted this piece. Northern Ter......

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...It’s December, it’s foggy and rainy, but that fits. Of course, a rainy Saturday means gathering in the common room with my roommates and watching either “The Hunger Games” or “Twilight.” Leong’s neve......

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...Nathan Gilmore hit the news Was it his bloodline or did he choose STUDY GUIDE A life to kill, a life to die Was he trained or is it lies Propaganda......

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...For Princess Ann Gilmore ~Across the Pond~ I wish I could meet Princess Ann! I just know she would like me. My royal calico fur, my gentleness. My kind green eyes, she’d see. I was jus......

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...Only four stairs to ascend! And with a broken leg on the mend? It felt like a wet noodle. Or more aptly, hot Stroodle . Hanging on to that railing for dear life, As though we were husband an......

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...Echoes of Two Hearts Warm, vivacious, a friend is she. Brave and so courageous. Her emails literally, smile at me. What poet writes of another’s pet? Ann Gilmour does, don’t you know? Sh......

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...If ever there’s a campfire, rekindled as the sun goes down, where ghosts of articulated writers, return and gather ‘round; raise their glasses to a toast to commemorate their rhyme, I wish that I ......

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...Somedays, I wake up and my mind is a buzz with the low hum of drunk bees. Other days it's the homicidal scree of the Purge siren meets the absurdity of Happy Gilmore. Those days, the mood stabilizers......

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...How Did I Get Here! My name is May Flaunders and my age is just four. I remember my friends, Bob and Sally Gilmore. And then a time came when I thought, Oh my dear. Where has time gone, how did......

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...(In Utah in January 1977, murderer Gary Gilmore insisted on being put to death. After leaving his eyes to medical science, his last words were "Let's do it". Imagine that you woke up in hospit......

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...Just because we wish it so, means not that it will pass; this lesson’s one we all must learn in the Gamecock class. Runs my blood, it’s red and black---garnet the deepest hue, any orange is anathema......

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...Constance Sarcastic, Mother, Loyal, Friend Daughter of Mikal and Donna Lover of writing, music, and moonlight Who feels love, sadness, and hope Who fears failure, flying roaches, and lonliness Who wo......

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...As soft and gentle as the Eagle flies, it spreads its wing's through the spacious skies. In its round about ways it circles the trees, with a gentle touch of a soft cool breese. Beneathe its w......

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...When I was young all I wanted was to belong. Why as life goes on I that's still What i'm going through? All I wanted was your love Something I know now I'll never recieve. What it is to be me......

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