Launched Poems - Poems about Launched

Mr. Potato a.k.a., Spud Murphy 'I'll have another cigarette,' as John Lennon (1940 – 1980) writ, 'And curse Sir Walter Raleigh (1552 – 1618) he was such a stupid git.' However, (altho' to his cost) it may have gone to his head (which, unluckily, later he lost), Raleigh introduced the noble potato (the blight of Ireland) into Britain — ca. 1586, and what's more tobacco it did eclipse, so yes indeed, his...

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He doesn’t launch Satellite Who had not seen the light, Fears nursed about not-warned fight, Shows of military might… Yet, scouts for news from regions, Launchers won’t mind from Legions; Granted Data Collector But it does count: Director: To nations innards Surgeon Wherever men live or sojourn… Perhaps, in principle right, Still in reality not white: One is proven the nosy, In life things are not rosy Or else...

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Such a immense pain I feel when i realize that I am not the sun that illuminates your life ... Distress even greater when perceive that your moon has settled on the darker side that I don't notice .. And that we were the same as disconnected...

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*Image of Lilacs Bouquet Vase by Pixabay. Launched In Lavender A bunch of bluish clouds cried at the margins of a reddish sunset, and bathes beds of white flowers into lavender lilacs. 2020 March 13 *HM* Bite Size Poem no15 ~~Line Gauthier: Judged 2021 August 01 *3rd Place* STRAND CHOICE G, any form, any theme ~~Brian Strand: Judged 2020 March 16...

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I can't seem to place 1 foot forward Left or right In the correct order Its. like my brain is transmitting directions in Russian And I can't understand Failure to land or launch Up the carpet stairs Into Dreamland In yesterday's Clothes...

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A salad a day keeps the doctor away At least that's what I've always heard Well so far that's proven to be the case Doc visits have rarely occurred Unless my bean-o's the thing at question That's really quite a different matter Memory's not firing on every cylinder Thoughts are jumbled and scattered Give them my name if I ask for help What happens...

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There was a chap hated for his twaddle. It got so thick one could in it waddle. Folks shut their ears Shed no tears And sent him into space full throttle....

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