Lucas Poems - Poems about Lucas

chief of disguise collector of masks the King wears his as a helmet to scare off enemies the fool with false nose the jester in chains remains in oubliette singing in his screams impossible to forget the old men who come from the sea and steam in cold of Poseidon spray salt and fish from waves likely alone are the women and wives...

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Why don't you play look the clouds are made of silk today and there, there in a space of somewhere a bird I saw dancing in the air and the sun has so many things to say all you have to do is follow my gaze Why don't you come and play In this garden every stone is a diamond listen to the...

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Helen used to race in non-disabled sailing events, In the 400 class but soon became a para-sailor, Of single 1-person keelboats 2.4mR, air vents, They’re a very small 2.4 metre boats with rudder. In 2006 Helena won a silver medal in Beijing city, In the pre-olympic Test Event for taxing yngling, And she proudly stood on,...

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On another site, I have a Spanish friend A year ago, I couldn't understand what he meant But today it's clear He persevered I admire his tenacity to learn english time well spent...

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G ranted there are times when your E nergy level has become inadequate O r hind sight lost sight of for sight R equiring a new regimentation G ouged with gorgeous poems being E levated to levels highly unknown requiring a L eap of some form of fantastic faith U usurped by none other then Lucas himself who C an have the propensity,...

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Apt vision sees the saga here, Sense monomyth as source of sight; Keep motive spree as story steers. Glimpse worlds that drift on paths of light, Employ the means to tell the tale; Obsess the thoughts on storyboard, Reach ideas seen as plot prevails; Give quest your lot in message sought, Embark to lift the cause and theme. Look deeper then to frame the...

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Yo, I say yo, Don’t go until you here this, This bliss, don’t dismiss, my message, I know 8 mc’s, 7 in physical form, one in spiritual essence, We got presence, It all started, with the Jerry G Lucas, And then Lucas Jr. He will school ya, And Melba, the compassionate, Castin’ it aside, all notions of herself, In a symphony of sacrifice, And then there’s...

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Rudyard said it best, but now it is my time to build on another’s table, If you can shun the word I can’t, and embrace the phrase, I’m able, If you can watch the world you love, be torn apart and rent asunder, But not give way to hate it, or join in wicked plunder, If you can lose...

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His soft lavendar shaded skin was delicate as silk, like petals from a rose. Adorning blue eyes glazing into a calm blue sky, A radiant smile like the rays of a bright yellow sun. The hair that adorned the top of his head was as black as lumps of coal Found along side the railroad yard,and sparkled at times...

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