Rucked Poems - Poems about Rucked

...His dog stops often to sniff the scuffed turf of this recreation park. It smells last Sunday's soccer game, by tracing the sweaty play, the spots where the spinning ball slid crazily, through ......

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...A crinkled shore on the Upper Peninsula. We are hunting Golden Eagles. Cameras fully loaded. You find a small stone, on it, a crimp and cockle of wind and waves has rucked an impression of a......

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...On its surface a crimp and cockle of a purling tide have rucked an impression on a stone. We are here to find Eagles but the sky is too low and the wind too high. You show the image on the sto......

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...The dog stops often to sniff the scuffed turf, it smells last Sundays game tracing the play, the points where the intoxicated ball slid crazily, through layers of musky exertion. The......

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...A crinkled shore on the Upper Peninsula. We are hunting Golden Eagles. You find a small stone. On the surface, a crimp and cockle of wind and waves has rucked an impression of an eagl......

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... caught short singly one rainwrote morning in hyannisport when snows a science over iceroof and snowfloor beachsand and eastersundaysun a milton shadow opportunity opposite sleeping you......

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