Insignias Poems - Poems about Insignias

...Rounds by Michael R. Burch Solitude surrounds me though nearby laughter sounds; around me mingle men who think to drink their demons down, in rounds. Now agony still hounds me though else......

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...A moment of silence. Join me, O mother earth As I whisper a prayer, For your son's stricken to death. By the invisible scythe of corona. (Covid-19) Listen to the tunes Of these sorrowful str......

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...the Pit of Hell I had dream a broken thoughts Of strange nightmares darkened my dark Lighted by thick darkness no rules no responsibility no order beautified by darkness melody by wailing......

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...Intricate patterns, exotic flowers curl into royal insignias cultured eyes can devour A cornucopia of colours Like a peacock's feathers on display expanding and contracting thos......

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...I am the axiomatic master of my fate; the King of Maxim state. I sit on a throne of axions, maintaining discrete time symmetry to keep my line in place. With ordained and sovereign rule, I rise to ......

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...Monopolies, duopolies and oligopolies spell danger Collecting scraps of personal data, averting due tax Mingling with and tingling a ribald ranger Displacing, misplacing and suppressing the affabl......

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...It's a spectacular week of weather ahead for us guys They used to call it Indian Summer but it's no longer wise The baseball Braves and Indians Need to change their insignias Long overdue......

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...Two opposing warring factions, meet upon the AstroTurf Battlefield, in the sporting arena of Victory or agony’s defeated, Warriors of the pigs skinned javelin, tackle each other at the White lines......

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...Twinkle twinkle little star As I look beyond The meaning of love To perceive the essence of my lover. That is his true colors. Twinkle twinkle little star As I ponder about my love Is he tru......

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...i pot bellied boasting navels shiny round ball bearing stomachs haloing out of diesel grime over alls and silver buttoned railway insignias these long waxed pig curled mustache workmen rot......

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...The captain’s eyes glow ruby red Atop the steamer’s deck – A rusted tin can set adrift By rough Atlantic crests A crimson emblem sanctions This whaler’s floating tomb – A battered vessel bear......

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...There stood the Good German. He is proud. There was also a man, Behind the drab uniforms. The one who was plain, but whose, Heart beat fervently and yearned for glory. When proud marches, Passed h......

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...Cracking poison pills along fault lines and blue insignias we laughed. How we riddled the world in often misguided abbreviations and pith. Pouring the beads of pin head size into the water we d......

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...If my mind be painted in colors borrowed, would it be red? Rusted in brown, or maybe instead, an indigo streak? Depending upon the source of inspiration, and the song on the radio at the time of......

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