Rucksack Poems - Poems about Rucksack

...I walked with my legs straight into nightmares never saw another person coming up the stairs - Come to get me like that Breathed through my ankles lived from a rucksack slept in the tree ......

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...The Shed ...was Granddad's before he died. And now its loneliness reached out to the boy from the shaded, shuffling shadows that shushed the sheltered garden. They pulled, they tugged at his gu......

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...Day 2 OK, guys, gather round. We’ll just share the thoughts on what you did last night, before we get onto the tasks at hand. George, would you like to start? Last night, I was reading the book ......

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...I owe appreciative courtesy to alternative press... for enlightening my senses to the evocative, reciprocative and suffocative auditory and visual material publicized in The Nation magazine J......

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...Hopped the uni with my rucksack; speeding off to make a new track with the tools that one might need to hack a trail. A pair of loppers for the limbs and for the ones that need more vim, there......

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... October gallops in as stolid as a gray mare, a blunt wind snorts furiously through autumnal trees. Foliage rattles, but does not fall, it clings still to green stems. Appalachian backwoods ha......

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...Children's Poems IV These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. Boundless by Michael R. Burch for......

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...The Walker Sometimes, there is a sense that the road doesn't roll out further, there is no vista of a highland or a slow-running river of sweet water to lazily swim while remembering Marilyn i......

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...Tuesday lasses we all have classes get up and go there’s no time to waste join the flow there’s no reason to wait everyone’s hustling coffee guzzling bus shuttling paper shuffling syllabus ......

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...Lisa and I were watching one of our favorite series last night, a Japanese manga called “The Way of the Househusband” and I could barely keep my eyes open. I went to bed at a decent hour (11:30) but ......

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...Dad could have left but he stayed put, and he kept his lips locked, though a hissing cat escaped from his hie throat occasionally. Mother would say stuff, poisonous stuff stuff that would make ......

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...Such a good day for a walk here in my favourite countryside many times walked this pathway blessed memories in my mind confined All set with a rucksack on my back walking boots fitting my size......

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...I let it slip away. With every fleeting day, The countdown ticks, and the woodworm picks.   I let it slip away. We deplete into decay. A heartbreak needs a fix. Sticky roll pops c......

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... He may have been a rogue, but boy he had charisma Liked by many he was, even with a feather in his hair From job to job he, never heeding his tomorrows day Simply didn't give a damn, let......

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... Rucksack My rucksack carries Everything I need, I want, I Wish To be young, easy and Free To do anything without Care And compromise but for Myself And my cacoon of Joy And au......

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