Idlers Poems - Poems about Idlers

...I kept thinking what life would be like if someone invited me out for a cup of tea in the middle of the night, I kept thinking what life would be like if morning was evening and evening was night, an......

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...In the whispering silence of a moonlit night, where stars wink like old friends, I drift along the river of my thoughts, an unbound stream of consciousness, Flowing through the landscapes of pote......

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...That flowers fall Like autumn comes and leaves begin to blush Like rains confess the wild’s restraining souls Screams the rowdy youth of such fragile rush Roars our untamed minds from London to......

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...Idlers, paved paths with active energies, purloining, feigning amity. Dodgy & concealing past immoral dregs by comradely, waspish mien. Obdurately empowered by this stranger plucked from th......

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...Idlers, like electricity, choose to travel... the path of least resistance; meeting "The impossible" with immediate resignation.......

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...My friends are among the stars Clearest of crystals, each of them a pearl, Like drop of dew on the lotus leaf in sunshine: You came into my life, filled it with joys unique And just as suddenly l......

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...Walk see the mad woman a come Walk a come she just a come Listen to how she talk she is not one of us She sound like an aristocrat and a sensational bureaucrat The idlers screamed from the other ......

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...The world is a clown looking at you up and down The world is a clown; the plane is about to touchdown Madness in the East, madness in the west And the north and the south are gallivanting in their......

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...Ah, the Sphinx-like mysteriousness Of tomorrow. While not promised An invitation to new discoveries and epiphanies Zest for lifers, optimists, idlers all await...

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...I heard it from an anvil the metal brookside churning and fire brass inferno that later took my silence inside a broken shadow I heard it from an anvil he spoke of words unweilding like protozo......

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...A wealthy old cat lover named Rover To save money called his idlers over Gave dough to his cats Who became very fat And slept under his bed and its cover Once rich they became very slim Enrol......

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...Towering sycamores embraced, forming canopies over the streets. Crime was unknown - (three part-time cops patrolled their beats.) 'Cept for teens in hot-rods who were bent on an occasional toot! F......

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...When lyric is not a groovy drama the minds’ leads ail, and strain stepped-settle over paths strive by darkness or hells oh heart so gone At dawn, by the shines sun In any target’s time ... ......

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