Marten Poems - Poems about Marten

...I used to jump from aeroplanes Naked With nothing But a parachute A prayer And a pair of Doc Marten boots I've landed in some strange places Once in a chair Once or twice in the mud A Woma......

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...My gran doesn’t ‘get’ this woke society I told her that there’s a new sobriety We went for a walk to see what we would see And show her we all can be what we will be Men can be women and girls ......

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... Embellished by the artist's softest marten hairbrush unfolds creatively on the canvas The view that takes your breath away when the evening sun is ......

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...Her hair is multi~coloured,she wears big doc marten boots,her body is covered in pictures,where the tattoo gun ran loose..she hasn’t got any confidence,and very low self esteem,she paints a smile on ......

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...Wildlife 21 'Schiessy' a German pine marten, Was creeping around in the 'garten', His partner, called Klaus Shouted "Don't be a louse! Just cut out zat coughing und fartin'!"......

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...It was unusual and fateful to stop the car at the traffic light Marten was such a nostalgic renegade and abided by the law Hooting middle fingers and then what seemed like a hail storm There......

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...Stone floors whisper of waterfalls poured through algae, moss, fern sedimentary, limestone layer upon layer formed from steaming warm springs.   This same granite counter once graced by a ga......

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...I zip swiftly along on my snow machine, admist a white blanket with spots of green, my trapline runs along this stretch, Alaskan cold makes smoke of breath. The snowpack has been good this year......

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...The Goddess of the Moon looked down, Upon the quiet garden. She watched night creatures at play, The owl, raccoon and marten, Seeking as they do each night, Their simple, humble fare, And smi......

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...Windowed doubt shadows out peripheral. Fear balances envisioned in centripetal. Autumn’s amber hark back hearken. Forgotten kits cry down, mother marten. Good fellow robin indicates e......

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...Rosalia - The Evil Black Witch of the Harz, Part Seven The Final Days: Rosalia’s Death and Destruction In the wake of such evil, debauchery and depravity what can be said now in the case of Rosa......

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...Rosalia - The Evil Witch of the Harz, Part Four Rosalia’s Date with Destiny and the Power of Light and Goodness It is said that the Almighty Lord God works in very mysterious ways . . . meaning......

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...I face the final test of nature's truth. The nights coming fast, I travel unheard. The reverence I feel, was born in my youth, tempered by sage, burnt offerings for birds. Tormented by brambles whose......

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...dusk turns into night as pine marten hunts - moonlight gazes down......

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...summer evening - a pine marten hunts for prey under the setting sun......

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