Quakers Poems - Poems about Quakers

...Remembering the frantic little boy with strawberry blond hair who didn't say boo Nonverbal (though he could talk) most of his responses happened to be witnessed as his characteristic and court......

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...well hullabaloo and tyler too invaluable assets for me and you Junuesque curves on mrs mcdew kind-hearted looks from neighbor named Sue lively love letters found by my best boo mirth and hilar......

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...Walt Whitman raised by Quakers in Brooklyn with typographical poetics did begin 'Leaves of Grass&Song of Myself' devoted to the US commonwealth......

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...Dribbling If someone continually gets knocked down Eventually they will give up the ghost If around every corner is more negativity Which of us has lost the most? Started to believe More fo......

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...It’s always sunny in the city where you feel your brother’s love Like a shiv that someone’s thrust into your side. Guess those Quakers let their sourdough turn rancid over time. Now it’s hard to s......

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...Alleged anthrax-laden alligator arrives in afternoon Beyond bright baboon baby bestows brilliance Chaste chimpanzees charge chagrined cheetahs Doped donkeys deliberate director’s dictate Elonga......

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...When I was little I sang in the choir There were Quakers and Methodists Catholic school friends, there were Jewish Friends and dinners and the chanting of Buddhist monks. Om Shanti. my own Pr......

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...Freedom is America's middle name; one is missing ... FORGIVENESS LORD, please be with USA now, you are the NOW God. America needs U "Others" feel hated, berated, executed by co......

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...The oat is my hatred; but The Quakers are my beloved. Two crackers that are well-known; the one that is eaten and the one that will be blown. One fact that all can see; there is no ......

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...Shaking out raincoats and umbrellas, we file into the perfumed hall. Plush peonies are everywhere, they strain toward us in super-sized bunches, hang from shelves and sills, loll over low shelve......

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...Redmon Yost lived in Iowa with mother and siblings, the oldest of seven children had just turned seventeen. His pa had passed on two years back, Redmon had gone to work, punching cows at Hollow......

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...bursting into loud and joyous laughter gossip will go no farther monk conures, preen, and pose 3/21/2019 Poetry Contest: Writing Challenge 4, March 2019- Kimo- Sponsored by: Dear Hear......

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...Some serious religious sophomores claim Christ ('Witness' Bluff) Almost like Columbus: to hit the Other, take their STUFF Nothing Doing here; I am a Minister of Jesus' Gospel For the same Reason......

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...Axe the old Don, a trump peter n piper of incredulous hellish crud - be gone ha air brushed pompous **** Sunkist in Macy's window then like a jackal hound, he doth run after public o......

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...What is wrong with deficit-growing expenditures to continue supporting LeftBrain industrialized secular present and past well-financed war-mongering threats against nations and people and plants......

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