Hies Poems - Poems about Hies

...Belladonna blue. Scenes in a mystery, do. Hope, need ye accrue? Indeed! Heart, why bleed? Lead? Others or ye? Be! Sea; Four seasons; change? Strange... Cold core, darkest door? Ancient lor......

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...The sun shines brightly into the deep skies Never ceasing to shed his sparkling rays Even in complete darkness, it mostly hies All the nights ultimately turn into days At night, the m......

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...The Carnivore Within... Meaty morsels besiege this vegetarian advocate yet, the atavistic Jainist within me decries, egg hen hies his, and lamb hence carnivorous ache that won't abate case in......

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...Consonant Like A Vow (el) Now ma nada twirly (to early) twittering condolences to the esprit de corps, qua (just recently) late John McCain, and his surviving family suddenly damning origina......

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...Wiggzy Wormzy Burrowing Saying neighbourly hies As he writhed From top to bottom Of the veggie garden Wiggzy Wormzy Waving Sharing friendly hi-fives As he cantilevered From leaf to roof ......

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...as a GMO gluten and monosodium allow wing glutinate free NON SPORTS fan, holy cow a gentle fear shakes, rocks, and trembles thru every dDhow ting fiber of me one hundred and ......

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...When Death comes knocking at your door Rail,resist or recoil at her call The inevitable and rarely welcome visitor To Her succumb must we all To Her cold and chilling embrace When with Her we c......

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...(Dedicated to all booklovers who have lost their loved ones to the scourge of the termite hordes - I did) I thought I was a bibliophile and indulged in pedantic boasts I'd speak of ancient tomes......

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...Time's been away Really hiding, Rains in the air, The circus of clouds announce that, But the hies movement tell what time it is.......

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...Betrothed O! Love! My Love! Witholdeth not thine heart! What guile be this upon thy pit'ous lot? Beknownst this day my father--King--didst start, Not I, but he! What grief o'ercomes! Fie! Plo......

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...Out on the heath hies a lady in white, Riding a giant toad; Who is that woman, luminescently bright, Spurring her steed on the road? West Country witch whom, legends recount, Transformed her m......

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...deep thought sizzling hot obsessive compulsiveness, cant stop shes my motivation, inspiration inspires new rhythm styles of creation chillin, coolin, beehive loungin presence essence my heart......

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