Rig Poems - Poems about Rig

...The beginning of Experience starts with proper planning By:Wiggon Galgrinner From zones to zone they looked to find if planting olives would be profitable the olive tree or Olea Europaea ......

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...Violet Smith lived in Center Kingdom. Her neighbors were Jack and Jill; Like orange sun, of a pink morning, when it's just peeking over blue hills. With Mother and Father and sister, Ava,......

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... Immortal Al, the poet. Yes, and don’t he know it And forget me not, his imaginary friend, Mortal Lee, that’s me! He has a Masters in Authorship. Me, his penmanship. He’s not just any or ord......

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...Gold! Gold! Dassel screamed: he had found gold! And so what we were told, he stuffed his pockets and told the fellas to pull him up.They had straddled a well rig used to clean shallow wells to lower ......

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...Sweet mother, Virginia Slim wedged between your fingers, that last light willed to die at the rig of a darkened room. You—half-goddess, half-ghost, pinioned in some still-life setting of tumb......

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... Frosty the snowman needed therapy. There's a problem with my olfactory. No matter what scent wafts by, Or what cologne that I try, It's only carrots I smell, don't you see? There once ......

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...I think his iris is timid in sight, Find him his cig, its light. Its lit tip is in its crib, I did right to fight with his timid skin in sight. Sight this lid, I dig, I did. His nick is with him......

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...On the balcony of a hilltop home near Santa Barbara California, late, on a warm, clear summer night, forty years ago, looking out over the ocean, with good friends, after hours of partying, stars tw......

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...In Dreamland's dazzling domain, where fairytales unfurl, A youth yonder yearned, with heart that hoped to hurl, Himself into the hinterland, a hero's journey to embark, To chase the chimeras of chang......

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... Overcome by hurricane or tornado? Ran over by a train or a big rig? Will I be flooded over or burned out? Avalanche or mudslide? Which will it be? A friend boarded a plane when close to 80.......

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...Q: What would happen if Kamala Harris became our first female president? A: All of those illegal aliens that are being deported would be allowed to re-enter the USA. And be allowed to vot......

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...I rig a dream to fill it with all the anguish my heart has felt in a damp world always weeping. My worn coat hangs in a closet, its arms empty, like winter branches sighing, their damp world we......

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...V. It used to be understood that people were pretty safe, that our streets and our neighborhoods weren’t a dangerous place, that you could let your kids go out and they’d come back alive, that......

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...You hear so many say, “Forwards,” a slogan of the day, especially amongst lefties, it’s all some of them say. As if it’s always a good thing, an unbreakable truth, (Not to mention an easy sell ......

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...I don't know where I tangle to But I know that I emerge I'm all the senses you'd pander to From stillness to full surge When fronds sway breezily I'm there Yet vines encroach my throat I fear ......

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