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Short Bullion Poems

Short Bullion Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Bullion by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Bullion by length and keyword.


Premium Member Angel of the Morning
Nature’s bullion vault
Explosive golden grandeur
Heaven-sent halo


*For Mac's Description Made Easy photo interpretation...

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Categories: bullion, nature
Form: Haiku



Hearty Beef Stew
Hearty beef stew
Beef bullion fondue
Carrots not a few
Diced taters imbue
Beef chunks to the brew
Salt and pepper to
Accentuate!...

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Categories: bullion, food
Form: Epulaeryu
Premium Member I Can Be Joyful
Fort Knox has no gold bullion I crave to see.
The Miracle Mile is too fancy for me.
Beverly Hills is for others to ooh and awe.
I can be joyful with each bubbly bath I draw....

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Categories: bullion, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Rhyme
At Nightfall
When this time, foul up and dull, passes away.
When all contrivances light untangle.
When the grave-digger is himself entombed.
	Where’ll your hiding place be?
	Stock your arsenals,
	Store your bullion,
	Mere matters they’ll become.
When the earth’s table turns,
When its element is burnt,
When its clock strikes its last,
	I will quietly lie
	And stir no more.
	Perhaps, we’ll wake
	into a new day....

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Categories: bullion, life,
Form: Didactic
Neutral Colours
NEUTRAL COLOURS

Special species in speeches,

Thronging the long lawn.

Chameleon:echelon of neutrality.

Pavillion:bullion of activities.

Springtime:symbol of productivities.

Humans abound around,

The globe for abode.

Different but not,

Inference for lot.

Global creed of love,

Total rid of war.

Loot the line-cross,

Pool the fire-molt.

 

ADEOLA YUSUF AMUNI...

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Categories: bullion, fantasy
Form: Dramatic Monologue



Spring Breeze
We come upon the flower meadows where the dead do lie 

The gentle roll of the ancient chalk with a cross stood by

With the words of sea shale whispering through old beach trees
  
I feel my lover’s happiness dances across my shoulders.

He notices the colour of bullion blowing through my sun locked hair

Then pulls it back with entwined fingers, my glistening lips revealed

With a gentle caress of smiling eyes I welcome him in to my secret place

And here I find my lover...

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Categories: bullion, love,
Form: Free verse

Book: Shattered Sighs