Satchel Poems - Poems about Satchel

...He was parked on top of a worn satchel in Omaha In the middle of a train station, so lah-dee-dah Where was his child? He began to scream for his ma. She ran up and grabbed him by his fluffy padded......

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...Let me recount of the mirrored alcoves galleries of brands Whiskeys deep gold many types of bottles into optic feeds Highly polished bar timbertops rich shining deep.' Varied Paper coasters to kee......

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...Afternoon Soiree a radiant sunflower adorned her reddish hair while she was sitting in her hardback chair. she asked me for a block of cheddar cheese so, she could eat it with some ease. ......

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...In Dreamland's dazzling domain, where fairytales unfurl, A youth yonder yearned, with heart that hoped to hurl, Himself into the hinterland, a hero's journey to embark, To chase the chimeras of chang......

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... As the ‘tick-tock’ sound falls in my ears, and its incessant refrain drops like a thud, My memory unwinds to years fled when we grew up under our parental roof. Plodding miles through count......

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...I am a child again I know no loss or gain Oft oblivious of pain Till I conscious regain. Do I wake or sleep, I see the stars weep As they crackers peep, Am I awake or asleep? I giggl......

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...Cami is an inventor, a genius, a marvel said the witch We let her do things her way, never used a belt or a switch She grew up knowing she was the best of the best School was nothing to her, she o......

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...ZEN DEATH HAIKU X These are my modern English translations of Japanese Zen Death Haiku. Forbearing the night with its growing brilliance: the summer moon. —Tsukioka Yooshi (1839-1892) , lo......

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..."Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house; can you hear the whispering? " Quote by _Constance La France Your ancestors had built me, brick by bric......

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...Easter bunny is delivering eggs of course. But he is also bringing us a duck, salamander and a horse. In his small satchel? Asked our mother in surprise. Unsure, but he should be here right after ......

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...Mice were creeping along with their loot tonight. One had a satchel of cheese; another’s burden was light. Is that the grain then? Or the popcorn or what? A third mouse crept by, carrying a bag on......

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...A new family moves to neighborhood school. Children are in kindergarten, first, second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth Six boys and one girl Atchel, Satchel, Batchel, Ratchel, Datchel, Matchel and......

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...A Song With no Name From my grandfather and my dad and performed by their son and grandson, me. It was an old melody with no name of a ballad my grandfather wrote a long time ago. The melody was s......

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...I sat quietly staring out the porthole window As we were passing over a village in the low hills A cumulus cloud casting over its ominous shadow Far below in the silence of the engine’......

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...(Fictional, but based on the real experience of one of my close friends who lost her daughter in an accident) As I sat on my desk, Hurrying with my pent up work, A scrap of paper, l......

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