Quarter Hour Poems - Poems about Quarter Hour

...LETTERS TO THE POETS WE LIKE The first and last poem that you wrote A limerick indeed, but it was just for me In response to a poem I wrote about you In many ways it was intended to be true Ab......

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...I’m sorry we can’t start the morning - I’m still stretching and yawning. Oh, give me a skibidi break, why’d you wait to snake me awake? Anyway, you know not to bother me unless you’ve b......

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...Peter (my bf) and I are at Heraclee beach for the weekend. It’s a little sliver of heaven, about 11 miles south of Saint Tropez. It’s too early in the season to swim - being breezy and 72°f - but ......

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...I am frustrated and annoyed by his ticking, or perhaps it should be labeled the 'tocking' By the never-ending tongue wagging clicking in the language better known as 'clocking' Must Gra......

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...Is it safe to eat it? Is it safe to eat? Well if you cook, I wouldn’t miss a beat But if I make it, and it’s not bacon Better watch out, there may be some doubt What if I say please Come on m......

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...First night in his final place My dad called me weeping “Please Bobby bring me home.” His skin like ice cream Melting on handle bars Plopped in his wheelchair Square In the center cone of an......

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...Ray Richardson was known as a fighter, and a big hit amongst the boxing fans, though few of them ever called him by name, his sobriquet in the ring was ‘Steel Hands,’ like Forman, Wilder, he had ......

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...After years here in the city with the constant traffic flow, and the daily grind all based on work to have the coffers grow or keep the kids in school and provide for what is middle class, there n......

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...I hope you all did your assignment, no you won't be graded But all that was meant is that His Memory doesn't get faded I just want to welcome everyone back it is so great to see you You may feel t......

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...The Clock to Barbara with all my love Frank By Franklin Price 1/26/2016 The clock stands in our living room in a place where it should be. It represents my love for you. It's there for all to ......

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...I am quite annoyed by the ticking, or perhaps it's called 'tocking,' by the ever-present clicking in a language known as 'clocking.' Must Grandfather Time command my life? He so rudely......

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...Tick tock tick tock goes your clock time passes and passes my time tick tock, tick tock goes my life time Quarter hour you sing a song Every quarter you sing away the time Chimes and ding dong o......

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...Epileptics Epileptics may be caused they say, by other lives for which they pay, Unconscious comes, then taken over, threshing spirit, joins another, Ask in the Lords name, they be cast ou......

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...He greets everyone as soon as they enter the hall with a great big smile on his full moon-like face arms always moving, no matter the time or place. Just wind him up and he never stops run......

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...QUARTER HOUR PENNY THEATRE Where is my muse? When I am a puppet With no puppeteer I wore out my shoes Dancing alone No strings attached Scissors on a stage Cutting a rug Pen upon a p......

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