Melon Poems - Poems about Melon

Bass'd on Structure ------------------------ Coda Falsetto; A world renowned Percussionist and Sax Man and Singer. He and his sons were famous and...

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Poem (The bird in a cage) Listen to my story of how I forgot The days of freedom and nights I would fly with open wings And fellow birds through woods in sprite Hither and thither, fluttering Over gardens, mountain and trees And listening to sweet songs Of nearby birds, flying bees Unfortunately those cruel trapped...

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Shes always so exotic, And sweetly pretty, And kind, Grateful, For beauty, Like an evening moon, Her Beauty, Salsas, Like,. a mango melon sunrise, A mango melon sunrise, A mango melon sunrise, Shes always so sweetly pretty, And exotic, And kind, Her beauty, Like an exotic nightingale, Her Beauty, Salsas, Like, A mango melon sunrise, A mango melon sunrise, A mango melon sunrise Reynaldo Casison...

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Life was hard when growing up cus I was poor. Farm work always needed doing, chore after chore, wearin' hand-me-downs, never gettin' new toys. No time for playin' with friends, like other boys. They made fun of me for pickin' melons and corn, but it was the world into which I had been born. It wasn't easy gettin' by, those days...

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At the fruit stand, in a box, Were melons that, to me, Were unfamiliar, not the Ones I’m likelier to see. No cantaloupes? No honeydews? The fruit guy shook his head, But pointed to the box which held The green-skinned ones instead. They weren’t watermelons, so I asked what they were named. The fruit man and his partner spoke (Not English) and exclaimed: “They’re called the...

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i'm happy to say my dog is fine and so is your breast...

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Their spreading out like thin veins, Green pimples on dark red clay. Some things you just love to hate, Citra time is here....

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crystalline melon sliced into half by sky’s plate… a breakable moon © Joe Maverick: haiku challenge by nette...

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A CHANGE OF FIND change Alteration Subjugation Observation A constant conflagration Yet change be triumphant over stagnant stems and stalks of winter wheat made rancid The sacrifice of death is but a fire fueled nightmare hurling spittle at it’s spite A man such as me who owns no hearth within a home nor shelter For my life isn’t so much lifeless, it’s only...

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Melon milk soothes the ache in my throat, I cannot scream, I am deaf, It seems so surreal in a reality of nothing real. Actually it seems more real than anything, Anything I know of, Graveyards of regrets and sorrows, Tomorrow, May not arrive....

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A year ago, wow that did go fast One of my dreams, did come true at last. Up on that stage, it wasn't a game Did I hear right, they just called my name? Our Melon queen, her name was Heather Now come parades, wtih all the weather. Some would be cold, and some would be hot No matter what, I would...

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There once was a hunter named Frawley Who lived in a shack, outside Raleigh. His dog, funny but true, Would only hunt honeydew. The dog was a true melon collie....

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