Short Coast To Coast Poems
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There is a COVID-19 ghost
Who flits around from coast-to-coast
He loves to zoom
Around a room
To see whom he infects the most
As night descends from coast to coast
A spooky ghost is prone to boast:
"Choose COVID-19
To make Halloween
A kick right between the goal post!"
It seems that no one will hire us
Whilst Trump and Pence spread the virus
From coast to coast
They love to boast
There is no way you can fire us!
Cinnamon Toast The Most
We always did like cinnamon toast;
Would boast about and prefer most;
Made hasty;
Very tasty;
Known world wide and coast to coast.
Jim Horn
Sour Grape and Sad Shape
As usual are using things as an escape;
Could call this a Republican sour grape;
Coast to coast,
Brag and boast;
Sure seems to be in such a sad shape.
Jim Horn
WHY I SHOULD WIN 1st PLACE
With my bounty well known coast to coast
You will love my submission the most
If you doubt it and think that I boast
Find my check, it is in the post *
2 March 2019
Fountain waters flow
Coverings dews
Sprays hues aqua lime greens
Diverse views flowing first
From turquoise coast to coast
8/18/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
May we be blessed to understand in ever corner of the world
from every mountaintop to every valley…
from every coast to coast…
kindness and love will always be
the two things we need the most.
highway of tears from coast to coast to coast
*The Highway Of Tears is a 724km stretch of highway in British Columbia,
Canada, where countless women (mostly indigenous) have disappeared
or been found murdered.
Could you blame the American dream
Plastic coast to coast
A Harlequin pawns himself
Enterprise gone mad
Ply the rebop
The spirit of 1973
Corporate Lawyer loathed to tell the truth
A confident already foretold
Fortitudes' ardour
doomed to quieten itself
The girl I need most
There is no one like her from coast to coast
The girl I love most
Has broken my heart like a crispy toast
The girl I want most
Has possessed me like a pitiless ghost
The girl I care most
Does not keep me in her heart as my host
From coast to coast
From land to land
The earth proclaims you
The living God.
We see you in creation
In all people of this world;
In your image we are made.
Jesus,our living God
Our saviour and our redeemer
Our loving God,our faithful friend
Comforter and King.
Raise a glass. Make a toast
to celebrate accomplishments and holidays
coast to coast
Joyful reasons
To rejoice and embrace with praise
Seasons
New Years
Fireworks ablaze
Cheers
Raise a glass. Make a toast
To rejoice and embrace with praise
Cheers
From coast to coast
From land to land
The earth proclaims you
The living God.
We see you in creation
In all people of this world;
In your image we are made.
Jesus,our living God
Our saviour and our redeemer
Our loving God,our faithful friend
Comforter and King.
From coast to coast
From land to land
The earth proclaims you
The living God.
We see you in creation
In all people of this world;
In your image we are made.
Jesus,our living God
Our saviour and our redeemer
Our loving God,our faithful friend
Comforter and King.
I think the thing I think of most
Is blood rare roast on buttered toast
I smile awhile mile after mile
I boast I eat it coast to coast
But now the thing I think of now
Is how I think I'm eating cow
Wary my diet should vary
Now I think I should eat more sow
Shoe leather sidewalks
Shadow cast skywalks
Hosts a bevy of ghosts
The long summer heat
Torch blue collar feet
Soles roasting coast to coast
Gothic museums
Gold colosseums
Unsheathes the royal wreaths
Flotsam and Jetsam
Worn Skechers gets 'em
Souls bleeding in the weeds
Not ours to hold with feeble hands,
Not in our hands to boast,
He knows when it takes off and lands,
Same One stands coast to coast.
He calls when he chooses,
We fall like dead roses,
No more in life's tosses.
Books have this told,
Not ours to hold.
Syllable count: HMS
let freedom ring in every thought
for love of country and what it costs
waving strong, red, white and blue
in every heart, the colors wave true
bring me your tired, your hungry, your meek
every immigrant who asylum seeks
from coast to coast this anthem sings
in every heart let freedom ring
NEW YEAR
a clear slate with chalk
don’t bollix up the board
with mathematical equations
let it snow from erasers
applauding forgiveness
let your words wander
from coast to coast
covering the pristine green
let arm circles soak up
all the carbonized words
and begin again
with resolution
12/22/2017
Written by Gail DeBole on September 12, 2013
There once were siamese-like twins
Who didn't share organs or limbs.
An ego was shared
Thoughts moving through air
Between sisters Donna and Kim.
With an ego bigger than most
The twins did nothing but boast
of trophies and wins
And spectacular whims.
The sisters were known coast-to-coast.
Losing, not always the opposite of winning;
many times it may even be a requirement
for sweet triumph to be genuinely fulfilling.
The awesome odds may range and rage from coast to coast;
the darkest skies will soon be clear, just persevere;
for now you lose the few, but soon you'll win the most.
Searching for the truth with a prefixed notion,
we manifested in the void divine light,
towards which we looked with utmost devotion,
yet we were bestowed not with spherical sight
and to be truthful became not the ocean,
though we were compensated with bliss delight,
so we continued to wander coast to coast,
surfing the vast bardo like a soulless ghost.
Away in an RV
No roadmap to see,
A new adventure,
Awaits you and me.
A fancy home on wheels,
Drinks and snacks packed,
Firewood and marshmallows,
On the road at last.
National parks to explore
Campfire stories told
Getting together,
Memories unfold.
A bucket list voyage,
Coast to coast we go,
Not a care in the world,
Where we stop, nobody knows.
I have no stable home,for this I roam.
I travel light,only walk when the sun is bright.
Coast to coast my spirits high,other transportation I never try.
People stop and they go.
The path I take where I end I never know.
Not bad,nor sad,just glad I'm hanging on to a world unknown.
For this I roam.
Contest=''I Roam''
written by,Kacey Greenlee
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