Run Up Poems - Poems about Run Up

At crack of dawn we headed out before a cock or rooster crowed and soon we found our asphalt path; at home again, upon the road. That 'greasy spoon' was our last stop, Where we each tended to our ride; we filled the tires and topped the gas before we found our way inside. Once we were seated I looked up to see the...

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We ventured out one summer morn to meet up with the rising sun, the trip began at Castle Rock; we joined the others for the run. Inside a truck stop restaurant the club debated where to go, some wanted south to warmer lands, the others north to find some snow. We decided north and south were out; most choices were too far to roam. We...

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freedom for me came in the form of a dog run promised weeks before it arrived I gave up hope the Thursday it finally came I had been hostage to my house for eleven months because Beau, my baby dog chases cars He follows pretty teenage girls home He runs around delivery trucks as they enter our long driveway Our good dog,...

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long nights eyes wide sky lights heart racing i am within my rights to reach for your hand without regrets or fearful plights lips thrum nervously i know your soul; flying high as a kite never tameable unless i tether you here holding with all my might for i know it is you who easily falls away and i would not let you go for truth bites and...

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Too small, for two of us. Wanting to run away, I was reluctant to stay here. Our pay checks did not reach far in those days, I had a place to rest my head. Needed more rent money, please rain dollars. Too small....

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We know your game And we are not going to become slaves to it We've seen you spin your lies like a spiders Web Your crimes of deceit will come back to smite you The heavens will rain down on you There is no escape from eternity Hear these words said Let them infest your head Your silence will betray you...

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run run run run run the rabbit thinks frightened nerves sitting on their brinks knowing his safe bet is a place to hide he slips under a bush, lying on his side where did he go? wonders the owl where did he go? he swoops close to the bush, and flies really slow the rabbit is quiet, stops breathing almost not wanting...

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5 down..for just 84..what do you do.. try and survive..shut the door..or instead more hardcore jive...out on the lash ..go to town.. On his way to 184..borrowed the crown from the real deal surreal cartwheel Panto clown..smash down the door.. Red hot..bespoke with the oak..smoking..old school Ben Stoking..first ball stroking for four.. Robin Hoods with the wood..forget...

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I love when we sit in the hot bright sun, add some butter or we will get well done. Sky and water of ice blue, better than the dull store view. Oh! look I am popping so I will run....

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Let’s give it one more go— Don’t let a good thing die so fast. Don’t let one moment bring us down; Together, we can beat the past. Let’s try again—maybe we’ll make it. But if we don’t, I promise you this: I won’t try to fake it. If you leave me now, I won’t last another hour. I can’t go on living If your sweet love...

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When under the gun how can one not be outdone by nepotism or overcome by favouritism altho' the norm they're no more than a form of terrorism a nebulous opponent none can fight on the human landscape naught but a blight from which we can't escape or run any self-respecting someone would shun and as for me you see I was obviously yet definitely born in the...

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Smiles from me to you, making you happy not blue. Friendship we can praise, as we enjoy sunny days. My puppy is tan and small, she likes to sleep in mommy's shawl. She loves to play with her ball, while I play with my doll. We like to play outside, where she will run and hide. I...

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We Run The Color's Loud Up High! Red, Yellow, Blue, Green ...

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ever really knowing if I'm coming or going meanwhile what am I to do with you as somewhat akin under the skin yet now quite skint but taking a sprint and just for fun making a dummy run if I may say it's leave or stay quite the conundrum of all things the sum but when it's said and done of the be and end-all none for should you ever think...

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Dear God, Let me run on Until my work is done For every mountain in my path Give me the strength to climb Let me run on Until my work is done For every river that is before me Give me the ability to swim and cross Let me run on Until my work is done For every thunderstorm that may appear Give me the wisdom to...

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