Harangues Poems - Poems about Harangues

...She keeps a loaded ***** in her shoulder bag. She once found an unused finger and has been thrusting it at hapless men ever since. She loves TMZ and Nancy Grace. She sells space to celebritie......

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...November comes to a whimpering close No harangues of wind or blustery snows, Rather hopefully I watch as autumn goes Thinking of wreaths and Christmas bows The airwaves are filled ......

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...I don’t do all I am told, questions I always ask. If I do, my friends take me to task. Not me, I, in independence, do bask! I do mean those in your face with a bang! These are the "must-do" gan......

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...Drowning in our incubus sleep, phantom enemies are devised. Easy answers for night terrors. Social purgatory for the stranger, Our river Styx for the brown ones. Our fortress must wall them ou......

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...She keeps a loaded barb in her pocket book. She once found an unused finger, and has been thrusting it at hapless men ever since. She loves TMZ and Nancy Grace. She sells space to cel......

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...THE GREAT PHYSICIAN the gray sky of a virus, angry furrowed brows - scowling, coughing - not laughing. what affectation the globe hurling toward fear. ......

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... Ouch! They cause pain whether from human or cat. Words can be claw-like when attacking an opponent's back. Being swift, cruel and degrading, Is the clarion call of our generation. The s......

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..."Hopeless devotion" sounds ever so fake; my heart is spellbound but my mind's not found. I wonder will the pangs of your heart ache when longing harangues and I'm not around? There is no honest......

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...Is it time to reassess what’s going wrong And the reasons why life is often a misery A tear A sigh A pitiful look That air of despondency The all consuming fear Is it only you that can see ......

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...Ode to Spain, Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : Oda a Espana (before the Civil War) (Alejandro Duque Amusco draws attention - in his selection of Carlos Bousono’s poems – to the fac......

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...What do I see that is not there? All about is dark Causing my senses to tingle Filling me with fear I can see currents of emotions Swirling in the air I feel the burden of too much care I am......

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...5. The In-Between There, in the In-Between, No trumpets sound No beings clad in gold celestial fire Arrive as guid......

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...Everybody wants to live for ever They try very hard not to die Their activities are so disastrous They make Mother Nature cry We attempt to engineer longevity And delay the inevitable Unable ......

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...Oh, Oh! The full moon is almost full bloom. I know what that means. Get the straitjacket. Tie me down; lock me in a padded room. They say I make a helluva racket. I don't grow copious hair or lar......

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...a most irksome, self-righteous creature on earth, this megaphoning doomsday prophet in the street who harasses and harangues everyone to repent; this holier-than-thou dude......

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