Guatemala Poems - Poems about Guatemala

...A seaman's life Looking at the map, I have been to most countries  that have seaports but no time to explore work  had to be done whether it was Monday or Sunday I have crossed many seas. The P......

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...180 barrels A trendy couple fled a tourist resort and left behind 180 barrels of human waste; one wonders how they could accumulate that much ; the pair fled to Guatemala, farms cocoa plants and liv......

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...It’s tattooed lightly on my upper arm “I love my mom, and she loves me”, it reads. A squad from Space Force dragged me in the weeds: “We’ve nailed you, boy. You’ll do no further harm.” I woke i......

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...I fear the shamans, great or small, I saw one, with long black hair, In a cemetery of the green Guatemala, He danced among the colored tombs, it was inhabited by the spirits of the dead, Bette......

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...a lost friend I refuse to cry over lost friends I`m drunk too It feels good to up the anchor of sobriety Let alcohol give winds to my sails. I`m a clipper buying tea in China not useless toys......

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...An interrupted dream This morning, I'm happy  with a hint of nostalgia over love won and lost I'm drunk  too It takes days to get sober Today, I shall not walk  on the side of the righteous ......

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...Quest is the Creator’s nod Qualified distinct bird* Quickly representing Quite well Guatemala** Quaintly resplendent midst Quirks that quell forest noise Quieting nature trip...

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...Can you name the President of Guatemala How 'bout the islands off the coast of Sahara Would you happen to know the currency of Iceland And what about the most popular beverage in Spicela......

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...We paddle through small talk, I like her, she has style. I imagine we have a history together back in an old movie that I have yet to see. I begin to construct a lost and anecdotal life. In an......

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...Broken Dreams Tonight I´m happy and sorrowful I refuse to cry over lost friends I´m drunk as well. It feels good to up the anchor of sobriety let alcohol give wind to my sails. A clipper bu......

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...Folks must be happy in Guatemala With tax money frittered by Kamala Will she visit the border To 'stablish peace and order Or is she just Joe's otiose* wal......

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... Clement Moloch is a despicable doctor. This physician specializes in death and torture. For any government, he is there to be hired. A professional assassin who has retired is called up......

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...OCTAVE: LORD, as morn yields to noon (or dawn) my SONnet will please, tease, release: I greet thee, having access to Your throne by Jesus And His sacrifice on Calvary: We pray against the Virus W......

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...I Siblings, we will overcome, COVID-19 And most anything by growing as human (Jennifer Proxenos's POTD inspired my writing) Again about this pandemic in perspective II Remember the American I......

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...Ripples of billowy cloud enchantment Mix with my deepest desires I hold the green of the mountain secure And cast the clouds upon my surface ......

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