Rocky Poems - Poems about Rocky

An empty space that seemed to yell Come hold me tight and this hunger quell A gentle touch, a warm caress A kiss so light without duress Over the rock the words flowed Breaking it down blow by blow ...

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There was a rocky hill where I thought could rest myself, But when I sat there; saw people as small as elves, The sky was dark over there, All that the self knew was- the place where I sat wasn't fair. But my tired feet still forced me , The bats flew above my head with an attitude of fully...

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Written: January 07, 2005, Contest Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The boy of Roswell grazed at the skies wide. discovered his real north, by the mountainside. An ambrosial, vibrant voice rang out as sunlight. a shepherding...

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I have been watching the reflective script of the above Rocky and Bullwinkle show, its not a serious account, unless you go.? On Climactic tangents of ideology.' Stratisfied in layers of Polar opposite topography.' Ahead of its time, I do find,! Its content worth study, as a window on climate lunacy.' An antidote yet where laughs and jokes, aren't taken...

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Rokatru runes of olive wood coming soon, my heart and mind does drool for these new runes. My runes charged . Hope my order show up late Round disks of wisdom ,Odhin’s wisdom -I feel great. Irate relation is finished with my gift, And talk a miss I hope I am not stiffed . Talk with my kin we...

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I traveled miles away, To see the Rocky Mountains I am indeed a Rocky mountain man The view is beautiful, and breathtaking I climbed the Rocky Mountains From the top of the mountain, I see the greenery and the wild life The animals keep on moving fast, and sometimes they stop for food And water The rocky mountain is my refuge, the...

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One of my favorite shows as a child Was the Rocky and Bullwinkle Show. Featuring Rocky the squirrel. Bulwinkle the Moose And associated bad guys. Including Boris Badnioff And Natasha Fatale Vaguely Eastern European communists. Rocky and Bullwinkle Like the Simpsons, Futurama, American Dad and Family Guy Were children’s show They were also quite subversive Satire on modern life. But Bulwinkle remains my favorite Years ago...

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We’ll Ride a Horse Down Rocky Path We’ll ride a horse down rocky path Fall in love in the aftermath Well do-si-do and do it right Me and honey can dance all night Roll away to a half sashay ‘neath the moon’s where we’re apt to stay We promenade around fig leaves with rolled up jeans and shorter sleeves Hanging out in the doghouse...

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Mesopotamia The Fertile Crescent once was ~ Then Babylon rose...

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If you know who Rocky and Bullwinkle are Get behind me We are going to skip and hop And laugh with a loud tee hee hee We are going to find Boris and Natasha And give them a piece of our mind We will be stern But we won’t be unkind If you see a flying squirrel And a large brown happy moose They are...

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Upon the Rockies, where winter unfolds, A landscape transformed, in white it holds. Snow-laden peaks, a majestic array it holds Nature's masterpiece in cold ballet it folds, Icy winds whisper through the canyon's embrace, As snowflakes dance, creating a lace. Evergreen sentinels, stoic and tall, in solace, Witness the winter's enchanting thrall. In place. Rocky cliffs adorned with frosty attire,...

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I will move the mountains, From your shoulders to mine. Show me your beautiful smile, And let your uniqueness shine. No mountain that I move will tire me, As long as you're always around. So you can walk a long, easy path, Without any rocky grounds. I'll push aside the mountain of doubt, For you to see you beauty. I won't stop until your smile...

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Young Lena wandering under a covered sky~ Alone I'm walking not far from my destroyed home. It's nearly Christmas where I live, but Santa Claus won't be here this year. It doesn' t matter too much, because I don't have a chimney or a holly tree to leave the presents. I'm strolling with my friend, a bullfinch that joined me scared...

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My dream trip by train through the Rockies is about to depart A once in a lifetime experience accompanied by my sweetheart As the train leaves the station a bucket list desire is about to be beat World-class scenery awaits as we sit back in our comfortable leather seats The train with its glass dome provides spectacular views, such...

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Touching the soft light Fumbling with forevermore Releasing fumes, feelings glow, Breathtaking, dreams trembling, awkwardly climbing, Arrested by fate, the flow of mystery, Triplex herbs in indigo, violet kiss Stirring disciplines, Evoking her light, glowing beneath the unsteady crevices Reflecting the impossible, dazzling, bright....

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