Hawing Poems - Poems about Hawing

...Lost dexterity since fingers tap away at qwerty keyboard... since being a student in grade, junior and high school analogous to geometry proof how lack of use proves quite aware that finger musc......

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...Bank rolled by billionaires No matter Tuesday, November 5, 2024 still one hundred and eight days away, (thank you Julian Date Calendar - FOR LEAP YEARS ONLY), I believe a foregone conclusion ......

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...POEMS ABOUT SAINTS AND SINNERS Of Seabound Saints and Promised Lands by Michael R. Burch Judas sat on a wretched rock, his head still sore from Satan’s gnawing. Saint Brendan’s curragh caug......

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...Sans sixth (psychic) sense... poise zen dystopian rant This prognosticator doth predict potential based at current rate sinister debacle that will instantaneously annihilate, United States st......

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...I cannot sleep so through the aperture I look, The crescent shining a marvellous bright The scenery as if straight out of a book, The sound of the crickets in the dead of the night, A stoic sound......

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...She eats her lunch while precariously balancing herself on a line None of us clearly know why, but she tells us it keeps her feeling fine. Several ebony crows come by cawing, hemming, tooting and h......

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...Psychologically still thirteen Ordinarily meaning pre Internet days familiarization with me would entail bringing the avid listener into my private mancave hideaways less a physical place th......

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...George Washington Set Potus Precedent...no lie trumped hill re: by a bill yon votes and bridged tradition (Abe Lee) linkedin to present president; biden his time trying to build back better s......

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...rising and falling hemming and hawing fifty-two pickup jokers included......

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...Trust is an oak tree with shallow roots. so very treacherous in windy weather. I feel as though I'm glued to the floor; pinned like a moth to an insect display. I wish to leave this horrible ev......

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...Portraits can take many shapes and forms Unlike in Rembrandt, a Rubens, or even a Dali Modern artists will often eschew the norms Portraits of myself do not look much like me. Unlik......

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...Hee Haw, I Cried By Sy Roth With a mulish hee haw, I wrap myself in my own divine comedy. Commedia dell’arte path For a blind mercenary of his own fate. An ormolu wonder stood before me-......

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...Ofttimes yours truly assiduously tries to adlib, but blubbers like a landlubber at sea treading water donned with bib (that doubles as yellow spongy bobbing life jacket) furiously doing doggy ......

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...I’d rather that my message was encapsulated in poetry Instead of the hemming and hawing of the world Seems a curse held under the breath, malodorous You know what they’re thinking, as if they ......

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...The donkey was kicking up a ruckus all right Hee hawing and making all kinds of a mess We told him to hang on to the barn oh so tight There was a bucket stuck on his head. We ran for the doctor......

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