Roasts Poems - Poems about Roasts

...They went mudd’n down at the water hole Getting their trucks filthy was the goal Grandma said they needed to bless her soul They baptized that old lady in the water hole Everyone has a beard do......

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...Back in the eighties, wild and free.. A golden time for you and me. We'd ride our bikes through streets unknown.. No screens, no apps.. just flesh and bone. Vinyl spun and cassettes played......

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...Sappho Translations XI by Michael R. Burch Sappho, fragment 92 translation by Michael R. Burch “Sappho, if you don’t leave your room, I swear I’ll never love you again! Get out of bed, ris......

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...Three boys thought they had seen the ghosts resisting the urge to yell roasts posing as known heroes made ghosts to be zeros Not knowing it was seven toasts Syllable per line: 8 8 8 6 6 8......

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...This is a seven minute write. In seven minutes, I go to bed. But first, I will continue. When ghosts… When roasts… Go to bed. Go away to the barn where hay is baled. And trails of mud lead to ......

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... A few scattered yellow wood cabins a swimming pool surrounded by pines a pier to fish from, a lake not to go in ‘cept for the stinkpots* and sailboats ......

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...See through my eyes and get me like I do, I’m ruined by my hands yet handicapped in making mends. Abstinence was my choice but hooked on am I, Tears roll down my cheeks; eyes red from endless weep......

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...Panda Pete was an avid carnivore Devoured small birds, snakes, and wanted more Followed the Amazon River to Ecuador where he lived with a meat-eating matador these two had a great time shopping a......

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...See Through My Eyes by Tochi-writes. See through my eyes and get me like I do, I’m ruined by my hands yet handicapped in making mends. Abstinence was my choice but hooked on am I, Tears roll down......

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...See Through My Eyes by Tochi-writes. See through my eyes and get me like I do, I’m ruined by my hands yet handicapped in making mends. Abstinence was my choice but hooked on am I, Tears roll down......

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...those days are gone, those days of midsummer, when Sun beat down on open roof tarmacs, lanes of limestone houses I remember, that sheltered the travellers with rucksacks. black bikes parked alo......

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... Slivers of sunlight shine upon stacked bales of hay Summer is here, removing all traces of grey The sun roasts all those who dare to stand in his way Life's not all sunshine as summer blues ......

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...Towards the Horizon Sitting in a corner, absorbing the incandescent hue, A malt for company, awaiting a magical cue, I often wonder, all these years, where were you? I reflect upon the days whi......

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...those early attempts at a Mexican food no store bought cardboard taco shells she had to prepare her own the appearance of the tortilla press the arrival of the tortilla holder became a beginning......

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...Saša Milivojev THE PUNISHMENT (On the consequences of biological warfare and experimentation on humans. Disturbing images in verse) What is the world breathing in? We......

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