Irwin Poems - Poems about Irwin

... "I've been takin' on a new direction, but I have to say, I've been thinkin' about my own protection, it scares me to feel this way." ......Read the rest...

...T C Irwin A ROADSIDE INN ===========|| ___|___ __ |_ _ | | | THE | | RED | | LION ......Read the rest...

...I have to believe a story exist between us, with like words we tell together, though with time approaching, and yet much sooner than imaginable, you and I can be seized in a passing wind. Anxious......Read the rest...

...It was 1942 on the Kokoda Track And the Diggers were holding the Japanese back Keith Irwin of the 2/2 nd battalion was in a slit trench With a mate alone, dirty and fully drenched They had the ......Read the rest...

...Amelia Earhart David J Walker Betcha didn’t know A previously undiscovered crater on the moon Was named for Amelia Earhart. And if I go real soon I’ll take part In the tourist excursion......Read the rest...

...Steve Irwin had a love of wildlife and a love of his family for their future in life Steve always liked to rapture the paradise of Mother Nature and the bright boldness of life Not long af......Read the rest...

...Dawn, Angie, Glori and Dale — model citizens led the way to their stage, all the rage for seconds in time. cool of Dawn Dolls — icons of the seventies, for teeny-tiny bills a girl c......Read the rest...

...Agog bemusement careened dreamed enchantment first gaze, hoped in jeopardy keeling lust made nectarine offer piquant... quagmire’s ruse stirred torturing umber veins W......Read the rest...

...A FORGOTTEN ANGEL Who was she? They wondered No one knew her name Where did she live? They wondered No one ever saw her playing How old was she? They wondered Did she have any friends? Wh......Read the rest...

...Warning, if you are under 60 you may not "get" some of these. Mohammad Ali taunting with poetry, his opponents he'd zing as he danced 'bout the ring. Graham Kerr "The Galloping Gourmet" oft......Read the rest...

...I am not the famous one. But my pain was equal to his. He became Chekhov. I became Alfie. The meanness of the streets that spawned us made him a literary oak, while I became the hollow man, looking......Read the rest...

...The Palinend the Palinend is a form of poetry that the last word of each line is spelled backwards from the last word of the line before. as such it always has an even number of lines. ideally t......Read the rest...

...Dismal spirits find me jovial to their relief, searching for ways to cut their ties to death, in spite of their search for an end. Lights go dim, flash, and then die for only two reasons I'm told. ......Read the rest...

...My heart was bound inside despair, In sorrow's chains, and shackled grief, It hid the pain, but showed the wear, Into these bowels her presence reached I had no peace until her eyes, And when ......Read the rest...

...Glistening, the flakes came down, Landed and they drifted; Sticking to the frozen ground, Like powdered sugar sifted. Covering the dirt, the trash, Hiding things distressed; Consuming gently, as if ......Read the rest...