Riding Shotgun Poems - Poems about Riding Shotgun

...Staring into the clear blue Sky, Tears Fill my Eyes, As the crows come flying by, High above the trees, Dancing with the Breeze. I'm Down on my knees, Shoveling, Digging up My ro......

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...Poetic letter Putin the electric kool aid acid test results into action... when president elect Donald John Trump sworn in vowing to accept the following pledge. "I do solemnly swear (or affirm......

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...Poetic letter Putin the electric kool aid acid test results into action... when president elect Donald John Trump sworn in vowing to accept the following pledge. "I do solemnly swear (or affirm......

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...Poetic letter Putin the electric kool aid acid test results into action... when president elect Donald John Trump sworn in vowing to accept the following pledge. "I do solemnly swear (or affirm......

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...riding shotgun in a jeep with no doors taking in lakes beauty......

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... Gone lit-up-light-of- nothing peculiar we-you-and this sewing tight the nebulous. Salted tongues of silence, pillow-sex for the nearly departed. Adjust body-images, ......

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...Highlights from Highland Manor Courtesy Goofus and Gallant who began their broadly-drawn moral plays in the 1950s, initially depicted as identical twins, but later on, editors for Highlight......

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...A pleasant memory I learnt to ride many years ago, upon a mare who was rather slow! Dear old Fruitgum became a great chum, each Saturday hack, riding shotgun at the back!......

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...Inspiration has abandoned me my life without muse Creation just laughs at me what more can I lose Thought keeps pestering me to try and think again Concentration waves farewell to me smilin......

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...Got Jack riding shotgun here, Kerouac is reading some of his beat poetry it kind of feels old school now, but this is a first edition write and he rocks it gently on its heels like a whispering......

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...Chief garbage taster as fifth grade Halloween gag at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School interestingly enough landed me a grubhub grab bag. I rooted thru poetry anthology of mine, and came acro......

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...I’m riding shotgun in her car as we drive through the night neath Neil Armstrong’s moon radio plays that Animal’s song but San Francisco's almost as far from this humid Oklahoma night as Neil......

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... A rising sun in the east does appear from St. Augustine to St. Clair, to loose me from sleep’s tranquil hold and dreams of serendipities of old - to rise again the boy I was long ago ......

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...the best rice pilaf ever the present to her my tuna and cheese casserole together, we make the taco salad and the cinnamon rolls, medium icing butterscotch milkshake for me blue bubblegum milksha......

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...The only one along this road… riding shotgun through my mind Tomorrow waits for someone else, lost wanderings consigned Forgetting what the moment augurs, living in the past Confirming what I’......

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