Short Barron Poems

A rose will grow in a barron land, 
as long as love is it's soil....

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A Great Blue Heron
Like the famous Red Barron
Blasts my Leberon

By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX...

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Poor Barron Trump was really upset
It seems his Dad would not buy a pet
He wanted Cuba
But Dad heard, "tuba"
Billionaires are as cheap as they get!...

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SOUR DOUGH
NEED IT
BEAT IT
INTO SHAPES 
LIKE 
MAN

MAN
LIKE
JACK
KEROUAC
ON THE ROAD
TO YEASTDOM

THOUGH SOUR
LEMON 
SOUR LEMON
NEVER SOUR DOUGH 
ASK A ROBBER 
BARRON...

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R-eader
O-f
N-atal
N-ote's
I-nspiring
E-xpression

B-egins
A-pprehending
R-ighteous
R-egards
O-n
N-ame

Topic: Birthday of Ronnie Barron (November 09) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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R-epel
E-pidemic's
Y-ucky
M-enace
O-nce
N-eatness
D-efeats

B-acteria
A-bating
R-aging
R-isk
O-f
N-astiness

Topic: Birthday of Reymond Barron (June 16) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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R-hyme
E-ases
Y-our
M-ind
O-nce
N-oble
D-enotation

B-egins
A-dvancing
R-emarkable
R-ighteousness
O-f
N-ame

Topic: Birthday of Reymond Barron (June 16) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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A devils wind blew in 
 the stars covered the sky
 smoke filled the air
 not a soul to be heard
 a ghost town, full of fright 
 a wild heart on the loose 
 a gun slinger, he'll shoot
 his love is barron
 broken with an arrrow
 on an eagles wing, he fly's
 a devils wind is blowin' in 
 one mans love, barron among the crazy hearts
 he now fly's...

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haiku stanzas

Barron Trump will be
attending virtual school soon
- his Mom is careful

Should you send your kids
to dance on the battlefield
careful mothers?

Take you one last look 
at faith in your kids eyes
- teach them their real worth.

What is the story
they will tell their kids - if you
push them out the door?

Those small trusting faces.
Cemetery roads are bricked
with silly gambles....

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looking into the horizon
I see things as they once were
all drawn in sharp colors and defined lines
now fading as time travels
from one point to the next
I see all in my dusty history
images tattered and bled into rust
once I remember now nothing but ghosts
looking into the horizon
along a barren coast
back along my encrusted misery
like pages in a book
tattered and worn
once drawn in lines of fire and brilliant hues
now all is a fading history
...

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Tell me would you walk with me underneath the starlit sky,
Along the barron esplanade as the moonlight meets your eyes,
I'll hold your body close to mine,
Kiss your sweet lips gently,
And watch the ocean sparkle,
As we embrace tenderly.

Tell me in the meadows,
Where we lay amongst the corn,
Can I serenade you,
Until the light of dawn,
I'll sing you songs of Cupid's bow,
Whose arrows flew with love,
The moment that I saw you they were shot from high above....

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