Moderator Poems - Poems about Moderator

...Winds of change are fanning the flames are fanned by the deranged. The flames of misdirection, the winds giving chase (orchestrated by instruments to enrage. Horned cheering section.) D......Read the rest...

...Money A single metal penny or a piece of paper I am countable with infinite power I am ambiguous whether I can buy happiness I can buy everything that makes one’s comfort A share of mine can eas......Read the rest...

...I walked down the stage with moisture in my faces and a subtle smile on which everyone could rely. I held on to the uncompromising truth that could not be denied from my youth. I still hold the ......Read the rest...

...That’s the job that gave him Navigator After goodbye to Lift Operator; Months on the TV as Moderator And a US firms Gum Distributor… But Bruce had not wanted Excavator, Rather Peace-Keeping as......Read the rest...

...We have dfferent writers, Can be story writer, Or writer of letter. Do you know poeter? Is he a visitor? In your head calculator? You see his editor, With his own moderator, He is a cre......Read the rest...

...The Last Debate of Trump and Biden 10/22/2020 By Franklin Price written - 10/23/ 2020 The last debate of Trump and Biden Neither one of them in hidin' Both came to the stage to have their say......Read the rest...

...The moderator asked question after question Every response, a boring digression Time sure is money And that is not funny So if you watched the debate You deserve a rebate......Read the rest...

...Bugs whispered to Marvin in the pale moonlight we can overtake this election with a strategic Martian fight Marvin’s helmet fluttered as he muttered, Bugs, we could be the common denominator Bugs ......Read the rest...

...The First Debate of Twenty-twenty By Franklin Price 09/30/2020 The first debate of twenty-twenty Was a sad state I must say The moderator Wallace Kept getting in the way The rules were soo......Read the rest...

...What good memories living with our parents and grandparents Dr.Wolf and Dr.Erika, My sons Kirk and Erik and my younger sister Antje and I all lived together in the beautiful house. My sons signed......Read the rest...

...Spring is the eyes spring Autumn is moderator Winter is soul spring......Read the rest...

...life goes on cool as an angels kiss requires a crackling fire moderator of my world held in a cast iron stove. first admission that seasons are fickle, change inevitable, rolling on throug......Read the rest...

...Everybody is singing a different tune Everybody is dancing to a different beat Everybody is praying to a different God And here I am feeling very sad I am here, you are there but I have no fear ......Read the rest...

... I had a dream — different ... dark ... obscure Mine’s wasn’t like Martin Luther King, it was different So very dark to the core In my dream I saw his dream masquerading as a fanta......Read the rest...

...All of us scurry on stage Heels and teeth chattering The judge fills out her page Our dresses are less than flattering Our moderator waves, we all engage Unfocused thoughts start scatt......Read the rest...