Rancho Poems - Poems about Rancho

...I AM A DOMESTIC VIOLENCE SURVIVOR I'LL NEVER EVER BE HIS VICTIM AGAIN I'LL NEVER EVER MISS THE STENCH OF ANGER RAGE VIOLENT OUTBURST THE SPITTING WHEN HE YELLED SCREAMED AMAZING I SURVIVED AFTER RETU......

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...Breathless panting as I sat waiting my abusive ex husband to return from his big job with Ciro Gargano dynamite gas cans golf balls with draino two hand grenades finally dust pans used to pour gasoli......

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...As I awakened to the night terrors again it's 3am. I know I'm being monitored in my own home Ciro Gargano installs cameras to watch my every movement in order to know when I write in my journal he br......

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...Busy time very frustrating watching my husband and ciro gargano go over the blue prints over and over again during the 1984 elections for lake county Daniel Furlan Bobby Thompson Ernest Fishe......

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...In the eighteen hundreds some double-teethed skeletons were found. In California, Ireland, Minnesota, Tennessee and Ohio, truly all around. Were they humans? Many children ask as I begin to tell th......

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... Where sets the sun again far from the din of Port of Spain shadows fall on the plain. And on that plain over I strode when the wind its trees winnowed up the old Eastern Main Road ......

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... Oh, to be in Trinidad when the hot scented currents flow, from East Dry River to Nariva samaan and silk cotton tree grow. Where whisperin’ palms reach across island reef and coconut......

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... There was a boy Named Rancho Roy He had a horse Whose name was Force They loved to ride Out far and wide Force used to take Him to the lake Where he sat long And wrote a song C......

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...Prepossessing pair liquefy as a still river’s exquisite glaze ~ An undercurrent ripples in the lazy meander to ply compliance Yellow tones of twilight seep slowly, warming a cold demean......

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...This is a Rosarian Sonnet in pentameter I wanted to see a new sailing ship. To Dana Point I went, just a short trip, I toured the Brig Pilgrim, gift from Denmark to the United States honorin......

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...Of Laurius' Rancho San Luis Ore, a distant place, Don Jose now spoke. "Margarita now speaks of traveling to Luis Ore tomorrow, Don Huerra." "Is that true? it seems I've arrived at a most auspici......

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...Don Arracho was fifty-four years old. Rancho de Plata, gained from mission sale, was Arracho's for price of a little gold. Officials closed the mission's door, sad tale when Spaniards came to gri......

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...It’s thirteen thousand miles from Boston to San Diego around far Cape Horn’s way. Ship needs to sail to that distant quay. The Cape is a hard challenge for the crew It’s where the Atlantic and P......

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...Was gold cross over alter fake or real? Must be a metal made resembling gold. T'was fake young lady's mind did surely feel, not right apse having gold cross real to hold. This so until then other......

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...Rancho San Luis Ore encompassed plain of Laurius between the mountains nigh. "Vicioso", ferocious grizzly, bane to Miquel's peace of mind, lived close near by. Don Miquel's spirit made him need t......

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