Sirocco Poems - Poems about Sirocco

... So tired of the TV talking heads twisting every word that's said much of it scripted and has to be read they don't even have a vested interest only putting their mouth where the money......

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...Three sister winds, Ephemeral progeny, Spawned by the sun's relentless But passionless heat, And the earth's inexorable Grinding rotation: Sirocco dances across the vast emptiness of the......

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...I’m sitting on my lawn chair Outside the night is cool I hear the trees swaying The breeze chills my skin It knocks on my hippocampus Am I here or where it blows? Breeze, you are timeless Fr......

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...I was born in the African horn, In a village, that was always warn torn, Tired of my life, on a gloomy morn, I took that fateful decision alone. Without telling my loving family, I left them b......

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...A question like a ramrod Could an interviewee hit like rod: For The Recklessly Unprepared And the sure disaster prepaid… As question waits for the rare gem, Heard slight noises a big problem,......

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... "White Noise and the Mother Load of Dark Matter" underneath the static what exists is never seen nor heard for what it truly is the eyes and mind retaliate in the ......

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...summer winds arid whirlwinds spin spread scent of dried pine needles ~ forest pursues rain sirocco mistrals winds gusts wither tumbleweeds ~ summer heat shivers parched solstice te......

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...Your swell appetite for tobacco Is a sure life-time divider; Of winds making her a sirocco, Even as she stops being your provider … Softening and calmer, asks you aside And entreats you to he......

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...A sirocco greeted me rushing past in heated blasts my maps had ruined her weekend. I sought the cool glare of the new receptionist only to be buffeted by the nor’east gale emanating from the o......

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...Grief lasts for a little while. Its hurt does beguile. Nightmare’s fog released, ‘where am I’ A torrential fracture of the sky. Indeed the steps, you can’t deny, as you’re not ready to say goo......

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...What do you think about John? About talks that he’d soon be gone For forged papers from a con That should in USA drop him And just like that – Kim! He is A Towering Don! The sweet life smartly......

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...Resting in Benign Pleasure By Sy Roth They watched me, Waiting for a segue. Continuously gazing at me A waxen bowl of fruit Tantalizing, Clinging to my every move Like lichen on the lee......

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...THE AL-ANDALUS QUARTET THE AL-ANDALUS QUARTET: PART ONE GIBRALTAR / DJEBEL-TARIQ 711 AD / 92 AH In the eyes of the hawk Djebel Musa to Djebel Tariq is the tactical distance across the tur......

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...My Love Is a Palm Tree My Love Is a Palm-Tree Who’s she? A palm-tree lofty head to which the morning sun first pays homage before it falls on earthly faces; Who’s she? A palm-......

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...love once parched gasps as sanctuaries die a thirst endures unquenched to perish in the wink of an eye fervor spawned unyielding winds abrasive to blinded eyes an oasis yields today prey to......

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