Long Boated Poems

In Dickensian time 
Upon sunset hour
Overshadowing Thames
Is London Tower
Blackened cobble streets
Shimmer in the rain
Big Ben at Westminster
Chimes an eight bells refrain

At Euston Station
A passenger alights
On Platform 3
And enters the caff
for a nice cup of tea

At...

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Song Bird Sang Soft Sweet Refrain

While we went for ride on a train in Spain,
Single song bird sang a soft, sweet refrain;
We would yearn,
One day to return;
Our soul and spirit forever there did remain.

Jim Horn

Always...

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My wife is a hardheaded lady
So when she makes up her mind
Whatever it is that she wanted
Is just a matter of time

She wanted a family vacation
Everyone must make the scene
Including our kids and their families
We...

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Boated through the tantalizing Kerala backwater
                      in a pleasant summer morning;
   ...

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We were out on our yacht for the long weekend.
We boated in luxury until Monday did descend.
Lake Winnipesaukee provided a spectacular view.
My father-in-law Frank, and our two dogs made up our crew.

Our chow dog Molly...

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She stands tall by the light of the window’
her soft lady hands holding her treasure.
A favourite book from the vast library.
Her eyes following each written word
as she lives the story within, 
pausing only to rest...

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Her name was Brenda Bates, a novelist
bewitched from burrowing inside her book
of fiction 'bout a boatman, Bo Barist,
the character who botched her life...betook
control of him believing he was true. 
Becharmed, beguiled, she wanted this bold...

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TELL THE STORY OF HOW I ROSE---

Who has given you the olive branches?
Who has shown you love;
Who has granted eternal life with Him
In a place called…..heaven
And who will rise;
When your name is called
Who shall rise...

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Just up the river there is a dock,
you'll see it after the slimy rock.
Attached to the dock is an old, rusted boat
inside there’s a ripped, faded coat.
Some say it was owned by two young lovers,
who...

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When I go away,from the places where I'd play...
Don't forget to say, I remember Him this way.
The stories about when We were young and bold...
the dances and the girls I'd hold.
Remember how I used to...

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Stabilitatea Casatoriei
she lacked his interest in his concern
for himself
each word spoke were foreign to
the consideration of
there togetherness
the union of two
had not been seen by those
he wished would be happy
for him
Stabilitatea Casatoriei
lacks meddling
and outside involvement
were strangers...

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Cowtown Pride

So you spent Christmas in old Dubai,
And took your picture at the Taj Mahal,
You can’t begin to one-up me,
For I have been to Bass Hall.

I’ve heard your tales of lovely Paree,
How you bought gold...

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