Prospected Poems - Poems about Prospected

...For persons leaving little to chance, To others’ orders don’t wish to dance; For weapons reserving user’s glance: If they can’t find guns grip a close lance… Resistance means that one has muscl......

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...In a dream of bare, I awoke In the blared walls, it misspoke The winds of Auria eluded in the cascading windows which then provoked Envisions of Auria descended through the glistening saint Wit......

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...O to find things from mere clues and sketches, Poems, as pearls prospected from ocean, From a dense rain forest, rarest of trees, To explore depth is not a pied passion. Search of poetic gems ......

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...The Fault Line My son sent me a message from the Grand Canyon and a boyo he is born and raised in the Welsh country side where the coast is rugged and and bards sing anoth......

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...Some pin memories delicately and precisely like butterflies. I, however, use railroad spikes. This morning was spent well, walking along a high desert trail, close to some old railroad tracks.......

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...for F. A. You, in going a little way from yourself Have gone a long way from my gullible ilk. « I’m trying hard not to like you, » you said The breaths of several men surging in your nostrils And th......

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...Here's another story that I just made up That just can't wait to be told About a weary prospector, down on his luck That gave his life for his gold He was way up yonder in the hills, they say ......

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...Here's another story that I just made up That just can't wait to be told About a weary prospector, down on his luck That gave his life for his gold He was way up yonder in the hills, they say ......

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...Some of the local thugs were tipping their mugs in the Malamute Saloon; The music box sat still, as the keep slammed the till and wolves howled at the moon. Then there appeared, right back of the b......

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...I will enter deep down to grow And my root in the soil bow My stem I spread within the loamy reach So my boughy trunk shall in depth breach Then I’ll let out my branchy foliage On it I’ll displ......

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