Lanyards Poems - Poems about Lanyards

... Up today at 5:00 A. M….this was not by chance… We had to get up that to catch the 7:30 train to France. Paris to be exact…so with our packed suitcases in hand… we headed off to Paris…just as o......

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...Palindrome Poem...Reverse Verse about our Perverse Universe (flip gravity.. what goes down must then come up - sorry..read down then back up) "In this place we all call home Monstrously Machia......

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...Febrile Fog obfuscates palimpsest varnished promises.. Naysayers hoodwinked... deluded players peeling layers..denuded.. Deafening din of our chagrin... Espoused by rabbles roused by mandari......

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...My work lanyard is an easy choking hazard for adults......

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...Never in secluded pools they dwell, I speak of ornate waterfalls, they rise and fall majestically, near docks, wharves and piers, sparkle, gleam, smooth flow trickle, eye balm whirl fantastic p......

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...At camp, we braided lanyards And spent hours in the pool. We both dressed and acted differently From when we were in school. We played kickball, softball, newcomb And rehearsed the yearly play......

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...What are we feeling.? In us, I address the whole of humanity.' Where are we destined or Are we bound.? Or are we just bound.? By an ology of idealisam.? Isams idols icons; isas I put that in for ......

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...roses and rainbows unicorns and uniforms lanyards covered with teddy bears and hearts everything sunny and happy here until the pretty pediatric nurse takes out her stethoscope When all hell bre......

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...If nothing existed before we began, Is Earth an illusion, a figment of man? From nothingness comes oneness and from oneness despair; Man sees not contempt yet breathes the same air. Man's not s......

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...Shyloch, Shyloch Ye of crippled writers block Howl ! Hipster! Survivor of sanatoriums drug riddled needled dreams and cancer lobotomy fantasies! Drowned out by the apathy of X-Factor modernity! Shy......

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...Memory Lane There was a time eons ago, when peanut butter and jelly did it for me. When the best sound in the whole world was the sound of the recess bell! Even the ground beneath my feet was fasc......

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...Red White and blue Stripes and stars jerkily rise to the top of the pole. Stop wave in the wind flap flap flap Then still unfurled lower slowly Colors contrasting with misted greens in back g......

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