Polk Poems - Poems about Polk

...SETTING THE TRAP FOR MARTHA BRAE ARRIVING WITH ENVY WATCHING MY ENTIRE FAMILY SURROUNDING ME WITH LOVE RATHER AT THE POOLSIDE OR IN MY LIVING ROOM 2020 MY GRANDDAUGHTER ARRIVED FROM KUWAIT OUR FAMILY......

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...PFC ABBETT WAS MORE THAN JUST ONE OF OUR FELLOW MEMBERS HE WAS MORE THAN A VIETNAM VETERAN HE WAS THE COMPLETE PACKAGE HE WAS A HERO WORKING EFFORTLESSLY ON THE VETERANS MEMORIAL PARKS IN TAMPA GIVIN......

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...Heat that frying pan with some cooking oil we are frying eggs no time to boil Crack them eggs and let them fry polk the yolk and let the eggs slide Flip it over so both sides white salt and pepp......

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...because it burns you you don't like the sun and the shadow doesn't buy a story, It knows its edges and the milky ways, attached to a leaf tail chlorophyll counts its rays, sucks energy from i......

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...Walking on a windy day ,in San Francisco,   I suddenly felt a hanger around my feet. I looked down and no kidding, there were my red underpants lying about my ankles on busy Polk Street! What ......

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... ~~KAIROS~~ A rainy eve, soft tires pass us on the street. June, you, the spring of my heart and my loins. You, my eternal bliss with cascades of love in just one kiss......

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...I used to love walking down Polk; Watching leaves fall to the street. I feel I've reached the autumn of my life. Even though my summer has just begun. Crying for my lifeless winter. Nostalgic ea......

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...As the polk- salad grows in the blueberries And the song birds entertain the morn's sun The crows' lookout songs resounds quite merry Poet's thoughts reach out to God and His Son The day is ......

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...He was a sort of a king, a man at the top of King Hill. He had the most food, and the most guns. He had servants at first, but they were too hard to feed after a bit, so he let them go. When he was......

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...I once was a beautiful lass who captured every young man’s fancy A nymph of the high Southern class who practiced a belle’s necromancy. They worshipped my haughty fine grace they catered to......

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...Christmas isn't always as good as they say One year it was too warm to be white I had a cold that lasted 3 days and my sister and I got in a fight At dinner my dad sneezed out his blue glass ey......

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...A farmer's son was once tending to his mother's hens, Collecting their eggs to sell, At his family's road-side market stand when, He found a purple egg with a rotten smell. The boy looked arou......

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...Schools are closed, there is no mail And stores hold special sales. To honor our first president, That’s what this day entails. Though technically, our 16th prez Is celebrated, too. To make a......

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...This is my fairy tale of a boy who I love, and who I am with we are in the same house, I am in love with him with all, of my hate, and heart, we are together, there is nothing that can tear each ......

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...“Where I’m From” I am from pliers from Tylenol and vanilla bean perfume. I am from the budding rose bush, the aloe vera plant whose salve heals my burns. I am from the tee-ball bat in the ga......

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