Highland Poems - Poems about Highland

My uncle wears a dress I heard my uncle talking About his favourite dress, And how he needs a new one As its old and in a mess. He says it`s frayed and tattered And the pleats are wearing flat, So he will need to get a new one That goes right with his hat. He also wears a frilly blouse With ruffles on...

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Forever doomed to reside at 2 Highland Manor Drive A worse fate than death being hull hive, I just realized after a surprise inspection our opportunity to relocate cursed after yours truly and the missus subjected to vitriolic wrath (okay hyperbole employed for poetic effect) will exhale his last dying breath condemned to reside within unit b44, however many orbitz remain, whereby yours truly already misspent six...

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A healthy dose of invective flourishes at Highland Manor asylum I hate to be curt, but welcome to the monkey house at 2 highland manor drive, where all manner of imbeciles go berserk. I and the missus (thee unfortunate recipient of poisonous blackened barbed wrath) more often then not remain squirreled away in our one bedroom hovel designated unit b44. We desperately search for an alternative abode ideally,...

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When I return to this earth to graze After this latest life, in a new phase Please let me be a Scottish Highland Bull Grazing all over the greenery, getting full. People will pet me and say I am cute. I can eat my fill and walk around and toot. I will not have to pay taxes, insurance or a bill. I...

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Written: November 06, 2023 ___________________________________________ A swarm of herring gulls amassed Nexus Nautilus nabbed by zealous winds, whitening the black soil we hold spears in our hands. blood-stained thorns on the side sullen squawks a skirmishing sporophyte, dubious, grayish rumors must be buried drave in a drizzle, drape to deities. Installation of sentry...

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Highlights from Highland Manor Courtesy Goofus and Gallant who began their broadly-drawn moral plays in the 1950s, initially depicted as identical twins, but later on, editors for Highlights indicated the two were brothers, but not twins, and by 1995, they simply existed as two unrelated boys. Analogously, ineptly, and uniformly juxtaposed slipshod verse best flushed down toilet or slid down...

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Fringe benefits (a plug) for perks (yo man) living at 2 highland manor drive Expanse of green acres draped like a petticoat when ye arrive birds of a feather flock together and bees gather collect nectar, pollen, and water to bolster their hive verdant vista sports spot for wildlife to thrive such as; whitetail deer, red fox, Easter bunnies, garter snakes. Not only state of...

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Hello dear Jan how are you doing Are you still dancing the highland fling Once tried it in vain Difficult with a cane This oldie has a broken his mainspring for Jan Allison...

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In the vast expanse of a mountainous highland, A pretty damsel joyfully waltzed around, A carefree lass, in the laps of bountiful nature, Until A Prince trotted by, and magically found. The Prince wandered for hundreds and hundreds of miles, searching for the maiden he saw in his dream, Stunned and astounded was he - was she...

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What does a Scotsman wear under his kilt? Is it Fruit of the Loom? Is it nuthin'? When it's cold does he cover himself with a quilt? How much good Gaelic blood has been spilt 'cause he buried his Wee Willie up to the hilt In a fair colleen's warm married muffin? Author's note: Dear reader, after reading Linda Alice Fowler's delightful...

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Highland whispers, echoes of innocence Noble virtues of man, bereft of insolence Highland whispers... life's pristine existence....

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Glimpse the state of a nation ~ at its Independence Day Parades...

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I (a youthful sexagenarian) can no longer quip being a country boy at heart, but me as urban cowboy, I declare would never so fuhgeddaboudit dear reader nothing 'cept bucolic existence laboring organic garden harvesting fruits and vegetables by the bushel and quart constitute an appropriate start. Don't get me wrong; Every cell comprising body electric of mine, would yearn to prolong and relish those bygone salad days, whereat (R)oute...

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after dark April 26th, 2022 Prometheus bound out the heavens to strike fear in the hearts of men and women reminding us mortals how like oxen yoked (together via a wooden beam forced to undergo strenuous labor) unlike most elderly residents here at Highland Manor Apartments whose arising out of bed exertion tuckers sexagenarians, septuagenarians, octogenarians, nonagenarians, and very small number of centenarians out nevertheless awakening me courtesy ear...

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over the Hudson River, its heights my nemesis. I longed to drive and stay alive. Highland on the other side. Mid-Hudson thrill ride for a permitted driver. my heart would pound just looking at the gothic steel and the watergrave - my haunt. a teenager’s imagination swims in an encounter with the dead. i had a friend whose dad dizzily fell into the dangerous depths. trepidation removes...

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