Quonset Poems - Poems about Quonset

...She discovered why he smiles so pleasantly towards her. But she couldn't allow him to think anything permanent or futuristic. simply due to her lack of not being anywhere attracted to him. His......

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...While the fields and plains Prepare for floods The cold of fall and Shortened days I employ my mind to wintery things Preparation of a post autumn gloom A drizzle of truffle oil upon the p......

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...While the fields and plains Prepare for floods The cold of fall and Shortened days I employ my mind to wintery things Preparation of a post autumn gloom A drizzle of truffle oil upon the p......

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...While the fields and plains Prepare for floods The cold of fall and Shortened days I employ my mind to wintery things Preparation of a post autumn gloom A drizzle of truffle oil upon the p......

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...So strange this land, old and yet young. Where is this place of tall green trees, and grey-haired men in unknown tongue? they must have traveled summer's breeze. Adobe brick quonset "chalets" ......

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...When his father-in-law got him into the poultry biz in Rhode Island Joe had not fully contemplated that first day to market when he when he failed to truss and bag the birds properly, a ho......

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...(N.A.A.F.I. = universal store, found on every British military base) On some bleak airfield on some Cambridge fen (that awful winter - 'forty-seven, I think) my mother, novice servicewoman ......

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... We are the first colonists from the Earth. We live in a few Quonset huts on Mars. Here, our colony lives in peace and mirth. In the nighttime sky, there are a plethora of stars. Our home pl......

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... I have a woman who loves fashion. Wearing all of the latest styles are her passion. For money, she doesn’t have a big pot. My lady can’t afford to spend a lot. There is one special place my ......

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...This will not be a typical Christmas Day. Home is one hundred million kilometers away. There is desiccated orange soil all around. Nowhere is there a fir tree to be found. Nearby is a cone-shaped roc......

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...Two-lane U.S. Highway in the Midwest. A canyon of tall corn contains the shimmer of the road reflecting heat from the late sixties sky. Sticky teal vinyl grabs the bare backs of my legs. Cast c......

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...The surrounding grounds were prairie grasses and brush. Trees were scattered along the west boundary while the eastern area was furnished with a heavier growth of various kinds of trees. Willow......

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