Nathan Poems - Poems about Nathan

Christopher was the first person we met in Seattle. after driving our rental car from the airport though a detour with its zigs and zags Christopher was at our hotel to greet us, to make sure we were safe he even helped carry our bags. Christopher told us how we loves Seattle. How he’s lived there all his life. We learned...

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My dearest Nathan Reide 4 years on, still my heart bleeds I'm always here with thoughts of you with a glimmer of clarity I catch myself As my fingers dial your phone For close to a year I called through After that dreaded swine-flu Even took you far from my...

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ARRESTED NATHAN AND ALAN--- Nathan never praises Because of bad feelings Just jumps in/out of jail Arrested along with Alan And both brazen bad guys 09/09/18 Written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018...

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She admired him, worshiped him, every hour, every day Never found fault with him, at home, work or play Felt herself ever-so-lucky to be his lawful wife Even during moments of matrimonial strife On Sabbath she prepared his favorite delicacies and treats The house sparkled and shined---'twas Cinderella-sweet You saw them...

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Nathan played pro-rugby for the Glasgow Warriors, Until he was seventeen when he had a motorbike crash, Which broke thirty bones in has body, medical superiors, Said he may die, but he battled and is paralysed brash. He took up wheelchair basketball and played successfully, For the Lothian Phoenix club, and now he daily practices, Archery...

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Beneath the trees I swung so free... How can nature's giants give such roar The last protectors I ever saw Their sway, unity to this day But leaves fall as adults betray Climbing high and scoping bark I think back not to a cancer of my park I urge to be in touch of myself and the laughing To purge my inner such,...

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Nathan the Giant A little giant he became discarded because of his age Surrendered to a cold steel cage His warm soft bed traded for a dog pound Confined in fear his bellows abound Trying to drown out the growling sounds Standing tall upon his stubby legs Take me home he begs This little Dachshund a Giant he became Hoping to once again...

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Nathan He is the most beautiful boy in the world My boy is most gentle and kind My boy needs to wear a brace for his back My boy may need surgery if the brace fails My boy is most gentle and kind My boy’s name is Nathan and he is autistic My boy may need surgery if the brace fails My boy...

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Between you and I Nothing has changed Really..... These confines we share Brothers too Columns and columns Of phallic glass totums Piercing the freedoms above Business is a rapist fiend Of love The demonized heavens. Who am I to judge brother? I chose to live here...

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As the noose was slipped 'round Nathan Hale's neck he uttered this exclamation: "I regret that I have but one life to give for my nation!" But to his executioner he whispered an aside and had this to say: "Between you and me, I'd just as soon be fishin' on Nantuckett Bay!" Robert...

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... He was one of the good ones The best of the best. He had gone into danger At his nation’s request. He was not there to fight Only there to rebuild. Too young, and too good And too brave to be killed. He is one of too many Who’ve gone to Iraq To help protect freedom But will not be back. His parents are proud To have raised...

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Nathan ate a cigarrett, that silly poop placed it on his lips and soon he shouted "WOOP!" aparently he wasn't paying any attention to it didn't seem to realise that the end in his mouth was lit...

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Tattered jeans comfort Morning mental haze Sensual pulses stimulate Smells don't deter Sex, food and laughter Keep it simply rational For Nathan's contest--Thanks for the inspiration today....

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He was one of the good ones, The best of the best. He had gone into danger At his nation's request. He was not there to fight Only there to rebuild; Too young and too good And too brave to be killed. He is one of too many Who've gone to Iraq To help protect freedom But will not be back. His parents are proud To...

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Children sing all day Hurray, hurray Father's Day We love you Daddy!  By: Misty Leccese June 21, 2009...

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