Handoff Poems - Poems about Handoff

...Been at the Uber game since 2019. Got in the booming gig work scene. Needed a part time job outside retail. Something allowing me to write my tale. Giving me the chance to pick my hours. A......

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...The sun set slowly this eve As the moon seemed to tip toe Upon the distant horizon As the handoff of day to night ensued The sounds of laughing children Filled the air on this Hallowee......

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...I was pushed to write this comparison after reading the poem on Byron by the souper poet Gary Bateman. Wandering on internet I found the Byron's version of Francesca's words in CANTO V of Dante's He......

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...After I just heard my guide in this trip Speaking of ancient women and of knights, Pity I felt, then had loss to outstrip. I began: “Poet , desire now me incites To speak with those two going ......

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... When the offense takes the field for an attack, you linemen have to protect your quarterback. The defense is out to catch him in a sack. If they could, anyone would like to break his back. ......

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...A Lenten Dirge Ash Wednesday I saw Quinn again, first time in years, sailing the streets, weaving through people, his collar up, his head cocked, his arms like telephone poles sunk in the ......

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...The Free Field I saw Quinn again tonight, first time in years, sailing the streets, weaving through people, collar up, head cocked, arms like telephone poles sunk in the pockets of his ove......

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...Baghdad Redux I saw Quinn again tonight, first time in years, sailing the streets, weaving through people, collar up, head cocked, arms like telephone poles sunk in the pockets of his overco......

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...As day drifts into silent slumber The sun, itself, tucks away Under a blanket of darkness Leaving but the softest nightlight The moon, for us to use as guide And inspiration in the nighttime ho......

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