Munro Poems - Poems about Munro

...The Trial. Arthur, Sammy, Davis, Junior, Stevie Wonder, Bob, Mick, Sue, Carver. You are being charged with the partial demolition of a listed building. Endangering the life of one, Mavis Step......Read the rest...

...Artist Alexander Munro a talented sculptor you might know Of the PR Bothehood four suare behind it he stood......Read the rest...

......Outside the French guns continued to screech, a blast rocked them all, and opened a breach, morale was fading, beginning to sag, the next day the French sent out a truce flag. Ned watched fr......Read the rest...

......Back went his friends, facing the great onslaught, they went to the fort, its safety they sought, but the French took their time, did not give chase, began to dig trenches, invest the place. ......Read the rest...

...The Munro and Corbett mountain peaks contest Current events dictates social distancing Squire Cavendish was expecting some protest Twenty four paired challengers were competing Marshalls ......Read the rest...

...S-cribe T-ruly U-ses A-wesome R-hyme T-o M-ake U-s N-icely R-ead O-ftentimes Topic: Birthday of poet Stuart Munro (March 09) Form: Vertical Monocrostic......Read the rest...

...I was a torpedo, skimming the surface of the green summer sea; I was a mountain, touching the clouds at the summit, where Frozen ice-pools lay. I was a crumpet, soaking the butter of chat a......Read the rest...

...By DON MUNRO Moon River … you once held my Huckleberry friend, the two of us ... after the same rainbow’s end in your timeless rhythm as I pushed him in his swing, blue and wh......Read the rest...

...I sit and pause, looking at the sky blue ceiling above me. White vapour cotton wool clouds gently float like water lilies on an upside down pond. My humble seat, an igneous rock from the Devonian p......Read the rest...

...This night i have had This 7th November day It's one of my best I have to say The occasion was A birthday party My son's girlfriend A couple so hearty Parents of this two In tribute prou......Read the rest...

...Silver threads slalom down hillsides, Haunts of larks and Munro baggers. Merging into burbling brooks, They slide as one,frothing Over smooth rocks where sheep daintily step. Little bursts of th......Read the rest...