Short Waives Poems
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The British can not sip their tea
Where tea cups are no longer free
So Bojo proposes
Before a shop closes
Try bra cups temporarily
past blame unresolved
present account self absolves
~ future waives resolve
23/12/2020
By David Kavanagh
Johnny Joe is a one man show
For all the world to see.
He waives his wands And sings his songs
For smiles from you and me.
One day Johnny looked at his bunny
And it no longer seemed all that funny
So with one last joke and a poof of smoke,
Johnny Joe’s an invisible show.
In dreams of making loughing stars from nightmares,
Will not retire as its voted against wiping wonders of world.
Waives in nature as define in realm magical surrounders,
Making itself refurbishing deserts in return of forests.
Only hope I have my bridge in my dreams stand still.
In dreams of making loughing stars from nightmares.
Will not retire as its voted against wiping wonders of world.
Waives in nature as define in realm magical surrounders.
Making itself refurbishing deserts in return of forests.
Only hope I have my bridge in my dreams stand still.
The vacation scenes were beautiful
sailing on the waters, looking at scenes
the two gathered together
looking at each other
as whispering winds, waives of waters
not to be bothered
Love is so genuine
the touching of arms
the smiles everlasting
eyes are so bright
as the night falls
entering into the daylight.
Dripping with the salt of the waves
I lie back on the beach and inhale;
The energy of the night misbehaves;
Crystals shine in the moonlight
illuminating the path the sand paves;
Rules collapse with a rhythmic crash;
Etiquette that the ocean waives
with the tingling of a bonfire veil;
Wild ardor the full moon craves.
What a grate dey it is
Sonny whether and awl
Let's wring in Spring Brake
Thyme for fun, half a bawl.
Cum on, let's get aweigh
and lei on the beech
reed books by the serf
sea and bee scene.
Wheel watch waives bye the peer
Whet hour feat and hour tows
Ewe just mite meat Mr. Write
Theirs a chants, who nose?
As the roses petals blossoms
leaves are falling
leaving seemingly
the purple sight from day to night
gold as it appears
rivers flowing over
the arisen of the sun
loves has begun
the end seems endless
breezes are flowing
glowing
not knowing
in the deep end
the waives running wild
oh, my Child
unbelievable journey
as the rides are long miles
time after time
viewing through a blurry scene
branches are grown
a turning point
in the roads
the valleys come short
a story untold.