Lave Poems - Poems about Lave

...The Fisher by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe translation by Michael R. Burch The river swirled and rippled; nearby an angler lay, and watched his lure with a careless eye, like any other day. Bu......

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...red lave at most at end gray ash and black stones......

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... Another loved one has too soon been taken from me. Bereaved, now I sorrowfully speak in subdued soliloquy Consoling myself with solemn prayers, I try not to weep. Div......

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...Hot like chocolate lave cake right out of the oven Beautiful like the mesmerising sight of the sunset meeting the sunrise Tender like a bird building a nest to protect her baby eggs against ba......

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...A Harlem hoodlum, (albeit respectable)... ready for night time in bedlam after swallowing me favorite dram, cuz reasonable rhyme resembles flimflam. Whiling away his time playing solitaire.........

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...He's above the earth, far away from my touch Hanging in her arms of the sky -Staring at me A dream of eternal shone in our eyes My love, unheard as a whisper The vast horizon lave in his shine......

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...Walk out to ocean, this stony pathway, Folk story declare, twas a snakes byway. Climbed from sea, wormed onto the hidden cave, Men explored and commune, the knowledge crave, This legend lives on,......

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...From the sublime blue He, having done his work Tired and sweating Sank into the west sea To have a lave At the gong of six. It began to darken Without the presence of him. And people and an......

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...A hoodlum, (albeit respectable) in bedlam whiling away his time playing solitaire... November second two thousand and twenty fast approaching the final countdown With less than twenty four, t......

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...There are two trees in my back yard I turn to when my days grow hard: I’ve named them Grace and Solitude, they serve to cleanse life’s dust accrued. Grace comforts me with peace unearned; with......

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...Slim's cowboy hat warn't no fancy Stetson, that's fer shore! He'd paid five smackeroos fer it in a Sears 'n' Roebuck store. But it served him jes as well through his cowboyin' years, Roundin' up, ......

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...Oh ... The flesh and families that bullets rend ... much deeper wounds to souls don't mend. How can we hope to end the strife ... if monste......

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...amidst the dunes of restless seas my arms outstretch in sorrowed pleas beneath the lash of winds i fall atop the grains of sands i crawl in the wind my whispered prayers this salty air my tear......

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...Years ago this story I am told Of a bullet that came from a tree No combat yet a peaceful day One walking to gather water to shave Helmet in hand to pick up the water A bullet hit him in the h......

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...Come in from the byre, Mag Hand Sit you down there firnenst the coatstand, But first light the fire and Throw on the dinner Mag Hand Lave the Childer outside, ah shur look they'll be grand ......

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