Houseboat Poems - Poems about Houseboat

... I walked in Draper Park Saw a family at a table, heard a dog bark "Ernie's friendly," said the Mommy, "he won't bite" A large goofy dog came at me, seemed alright. Ernie growled, maybe becaus......

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...NATURE AND YOU On the horizon gray clouds tending towards purple black swimming slowly breaking in spots to thin slivers of light letting the final rays of the sun break through the mood was s......

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...Shimmering waves of satin ripples, all of the black night, As lustrous moon visits the river, in its pearls of white. In the fragrance of the hour, stars twinkle for me tonight; And the water mirr......

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... This is the story of Albert Bligh, who painted a boathouse upon the sky. Albert was as bored, as bored could be; he’d grown up in a house high in a tree. Albert had a bigger dream, ......

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...My lover is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyard of En Gedi. Song of Songs 1:14 NIV he is vulnerable with me. he is charming, handsome — his silver hair and bed......

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... Colourification-- Vibgyor Romance. Newly married,we flew in the valleys of Kashmir, me,a man of words has promises to keep, jetlegged,my slender......

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...In this time , this town, you'd grow In this town, this time, you'll feel at home your poor plenty more than rich enough to crack the faultline, your cup half full, half overflowing. You stret......

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...Abandoned houseboat a cage, hungry bird within. just a living thing......

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...A repressed scream. Someone breaks the head. I was hitting the wall. The rape hurts. Withers away the dam. River was changing the course. It was very pompous; the benign torture. No more ......

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...Sir Rule, Ian Ballew and Ock, a marine set off on a houseboat to study the difference between greenish-blue and bluish-green. The deep blue sky on that fog-foggiest of days they mistakenly thou......

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...the illuminating sounds of summer first there is birds sweet sernarding amidst cottonwoods and if your lucky enough even capture whispers of the wind speaking down in a lustrous valley of green a......

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