Newel Poems - Poems about Newel

...Over our collective figurative eyes commander in chief pulls wool... because you watch and see that democracy will unspool military (intelligent) industrial complex tool at Trump's beck and ca......

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...Myrtle Parker Myrtle Parker lived on the Riviera, That’s the English one not the French. Her favourite tipple is Red Currant Cider, Only beverage her thirst would quench. Never did she marry......

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...The barrister had always been a liberal thinker An uprising star with roaming genes of a tinker In the court-room she never took of her guard But in real life she had become a nude poet and ......

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...Soft and white the landscape, Spreading farther than I can see, Skipping over rolling hills, Turning ar......

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.... . . a fancy, a chimera in my brain, troubles me in my prayer . . . — John Donne — Standing at the top of the stairs, a shimmering— an image so light and ethereal that she do......

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...Visions comes and Visions goes Deep within my soul lies the reflections of an aging soul A distance murmured cry was heard From the echoes of a songless wind Singing of a song long forgotten I......

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