Lander Poems - Poems about Lander

...On a chilly December day in Manhattan, I had just finished a job interview. Despite my frustration from two years of job searching, I thanked the almighty for another day. As I walked down 54th Stree......

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...It's thrilling But so is this poem I want to take up a most profound authority Throughout the neighbourhood A village pastor And various pursuits of a similar kind Give me my own planet ......

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...Suppose I threw it in your faces Please don't anybody asked of me to decided anything, I am not in the mood to explain: I do not know if Mr. Trump is running or not, or if he is too old, that h......

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...My name is etched On Insight Lander On Martian soil It waits for me To be where gravity is low So be careful where you go Mars’ atmosphere has little air So beware My name’s still etched On ......

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...It's neither full moon, nor supermoon But the moon is brighter than usual You know why? It's because every Indian gazes upon the moon with pride filled eyes From growing up lis......

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...I'm told that I'm supposed to write a sonnet, It isn't something I could ever do; I know I'd rather shop to buy a bonnet; A size six foot won't fit a size five shoe. I look and see how little......

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...When you have finished your work, I have something important to tell you all Come in closer, closer, I remember walking down 54 street on a cold December in Manhattan I had just finish with a......

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...Soldiers with the cornered colonel Said to crack him like a kernel, Easily made him surrender, Account of his orders render… Colonel Smith, on his neck flannel, Suddenly facing a Panel In his......

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...Houston, we have a problem We’re not the first ones here Through the dust kicked up when landing I’m watching a building appear Houston calling Space Hawk You stand on virgin ground, The dus......

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...Lickety Split was a novice lander elf. He was pretty much terribly hard on himself. I cannot conjure up ghosts like daddy, he said. I cannot bring back spirits, I do not talk to the dead. But y......

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...Come out on the Veranda Amanda For the sun is setting soon We will speak of love with candour As we stroll beneath the moon I will strum upon my mando- -lin, choose sweetest songs to croon F......

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...Annie Lander I never took notice of Aunt Jemima photo as exploitation Nothing racial or stereo types (did you)? All I remember was the sticky bottle on our kitchen table, next to a stack ......

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...Moving into space from the hills of Dover It’s just a lander, it won’t be a land rover Time will not count this quiet, lonely flight There’s no special rush for anyone to write We worry about a s......

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...HOW I LOVE CROCHETING....HOW IT RELAX ME SO.... EVERY TIME I USE MY CROCHET HOOK.... I'M SOMEWHERE ELSE...FAR AWAY I LOOK... WHETHER I'M DOWN IN WONDERLAND.... WHETHER I'M IN A SILK RED GOWN,LIKE......

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...The first red of dawn reveals lacy waves. The last purple shuts down busy with lights. Many days alike yet may feature kites and I wonder how many our mind saves. Somewhere relatives I kissed, ......

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