Newmann Poems - Poems about Newmann

...(Sponsor : Kai Michael Newmann) MOON ON A SPOON If I could I would fetch you the moon on a spoon Oh ? Really ! you ballyhoo coon you make me swoon If I could I would fetch you t......

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...It does not fit in these now modern times- the news that's dominating our TVs. With some gains made in world diplomacy- these scenes of war are too hard to believe. The Afghan war went on some ......

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... the Taliban were just waiting for the US troops to leave Afghanistan after 20 years of war they took only days, weeks to take control the people live in fear when they leave home ......

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...If you follow my poem's flight, Pray, hold it under no searchlight, Worse, under prying microscope, Give discreet ears and a long rope. Let not your mind's nigh curious mouse Set loose to p......

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... Cold the winter night as snow fell, it drifted- collected on streets; where a meandering lost girl struggled to walk, weary and tired; she ran away when it was warm, when she had ......

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...She walks ruggedly in an abandoned long tunnel; Her feet ~ as heavy as the stale steel rails almost buried in forgotten soil; Her hands as cold as tombstone's plate as she grips her pen and beg......

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... in my life- some have tried to murder my spirit- to assassinate my soul with their single-mindfulness nincompoops mean and nasty torture brutal massacres relentless running ho......

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... Rubiks Cube, a 3D puzzle, a toy, invented in 1974 became a worldwide craze called by many names over time Magic Cube Speed Cube Puzzle Cube Sliding Cube those six sided......

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...If the Rubik's cube were round; As a ball, as a globe- round; Could I drop and roll it around town; If the Rubik's cube were round; Like this world it spinning around and around; If this Rubik......

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... I lay my sad words on paper white, and weave my grief and tears; but my chosen words will not rest quietly, they spiral, curling, whirling- My words thread their winding way, al......

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...C orn, golden gains dried ready to pop O kra green pods from the garden plot R aisins dried from fall's grape crop N ew fresh brown turkey figs U tterly baskets filled with apples tar......

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...With this psychosis, faces wear dark, angry stares, and all at once, chills travel up and down my spine. Transfixed, immobile, their stark leverage declares- from fr......

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...Australian journalist with big dreams Advocating freedom and transparency Becoming founder of WikiLeaks Attracting international attention By publishing secret documents Uncovering human rights ......

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...Once a bookworm from Timbuktu Devoured every book he went through He was quiet scary Ate every book in the library First editions, hardcovers and paperbacks too The Bookworm Poetry Contest S......

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...Corrupt words shake the ocean of my sleep- Since childhood words have infected my mind, and the endless winds of time roll and creep; I carry scars- my spirit and soul twined, my min......

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