Newscaster Poems - Poems about Newscaster

...When I first heard of your demise, I was at Mickey D's eating a cheeseburger and fries. And when the newscaster said you’d died when an elephant sh-t on your head, it didn't come as a big surpris......

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...The setting sun weaves a poem, blossoming unsung trochaic along the river basin (Nurulhuda Junction. Teesta) Sometimes it feels quite an estranged thought to realise that living is a mundan......

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...Everything you see is fashion From just simple tattered dress A carpenter hammering a nail A boy riding a bicycle A lady poses for a selfie Throng of people walking the street A taho vendor in ......

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... There once was a man who lived in the graves, for many demons had made him their slaves. But when Jesus he met he would never forget this complete stranger, willing to make waves. When no lo......

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...This was written for sheer fun, months ago! I did not have the courage to post it then,,, But I do now…Hope you enjoy this fantasy! 9/30/2023 Now I lay me ......

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...Mine gerund farming, tilling, and harvesting illogical weltanschauung Twas accursed destiny since birth (maybe coded in deoxyribonucleic acid since time immemorial) alas and alack nascent em......

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... Well, Howdy, Miss Belinda. I am Rob, Pangie’s hearthrob. Her TV is tuned to Waco,Texas! To watch Trump in satisfaction. That mensch, is who he is! That’s her next POTUS in action. ......

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...Today is a day I shall always remember That dreadful, awful eleventh of September, Driving home listening to the newscaster Wondering what might be the hereafter, Thinking about the l......

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...At around a quarter passed 6AM from the 2nd floor window, I inhaled a most lovely view. So, I had to exhale and share with you. My eyes beheld the canopy of blue so clear, pristine, and free of all......

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...If Long-Practicing Baxter Were truly a Kung–Fu Master, Wouldn’t his kicks be faster, His praises sung by some raster, His rivals split like a castor, Restoration Prayers of a pastor? If Baxt......

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...This is Bart J. Connell from Channel KVIT NEWS RADIO Here is the forecast today over in KoKoMo. It will be raining cats and tigers out of the north. You might also expect some dog hail and so fort......

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...I glance up from my mask while the sky is still dark, and it resembles the shape of a question mark. It curves where the people are going round and round, then it nosedives like our quality of life......

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...A Life Hit ThIt was a life hit, A one after the other: For first, there was the coma, And just the idea of it To struggle with, but then, Afterwards my eyesight smudged Spaces, altered them,......

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...This poem is dedicated to Souper Joyce Johnson! “The Greatest Generation” was penned by newscaster Tom Brokaw in 1998 and became a best seller. This generation is defined as people born betw......

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...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Clutching at my dampened sheet, staring up at alabaster, I hear voices from the street, I see faces in the plaster Oscillating fans repeat phrases set to fast or faster My......

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