Soper Poems - Poems about Soper

...From my mother's womb I yelled into the room, mattress on the living room floor, my bro I replaced as the youngest, his face as he screamed and ran out through the door. I tell you (no fooling) m......

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...I am from planet Earth. Surrounded by an atmosphere Shared within this house; We are all together... I live with you. When times pass, people look away. Eyes hide from other e......

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...I come from a land of distant diluted dreams Healing hearts and stagnant separative streams I come from a land where the midnight glows Rivers rendered red, rituals of the relentless rose I com......

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...HERE AND THERE Born and spent childhood in suburb of West Bengal, India. Rath......

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...I was born on Altair, a star in the constellation of Aquila and the twelfth brightest star in your night sky. After my family and I decided to move here to Earth, we quickly learned......

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...Sports Sports! Enjoy. It is fun. ......

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...Bow to the mat’s ritual space The dance begins Bare feet skip Fingers grip sleeves Legs sweep Fight to keep balance strange tango Now – A flash of white, thud, shout, Ippon! The referee’s ......

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...I’d watched the ‘Open’ and the 'Masters' And thought that l’d give golf a try I hired some clubs and little white balls From the tee I hoped my ball would sail high I lined up perfe......

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...In 2016, the Golden State Warriors returned from the brink of defeat. Down by Oklahoma three games to one, they achieved a......

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...I have heard it said that home is where your story begins. Within her four walls of white concrete blocks, my story began. In a little delta town off US highway 49 in Northern Mississippi, where......

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...This sunset of peach crowns the bay, aglow While Manila lies in tropical bliss This region bustling with tunes as nights flow Along street cafes where friends reminisce. The jam of guit......

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... I was born, Bronx, New York, in the year 'Thirty-Nine', the first child with a brother who followed in time. Ten years later, moved North, Hudson Valley, same State where I've settled,......

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...Mark Twain recalled my town for its extraordinary sunsets. Under rainbows too, I’ve seen its rows of corn stalks glow. Summertime brings big scrumptious melons famous for being......

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