Spar Poems - Poems about Spar

...The strongest flour The oil, the yeast Combined in love Before the feast Salt From Celtic shores afar With waters warmed The ideal spar For microbes' Fertive final frenzy The rising fee......

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...It’s a lovely winter’s day, isn’t it Gotta spend it the same way as I did Yesterday and days before, what a thrill Hope to find today some more time to kill Off I go, with some money to burn To ......

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...I cannot find words to speak, I am full up to my cheek; my chest is swelling with heat and I can hardly breathe, and as the morning drags on I can feel the tension moving in my feet and my muscles su......

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...The Lord has got me this far, So, why do I with Him spar, Even when the weather is fair, With no need to despair. I thank Him every day for the flowers, And the grapes on the vines, Unconditi......

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... Frice the week along with night had fallen to sleepless slumber, Trapped again 'tween times when thirds are three in number. I sense a grimace gurgle in these halls of boned wall, The aching w......

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... I fought with Jack, He hit me back, We both went home crying, Mom asked me why, I did not lie, Jack started denying; He broke my toy, Total destroy, And my car went fly......

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...I dream of you in shadows deep, In quiet moments where I weep, For all the love we could have known, Had life not claimed my heart as stone. I loved you then, I love you still, But duty boun......

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...Tuesday, 12:00 am Tonight t'was the stars I'll cascade a memorizing moon Glimmering sanctified silence along with trickling twilight for iconoclast in......

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...We know not who we are and yet we spar Striving to somehow gain the upper hand Fires of desire shift on our heart’s radar But since taste of joy bestowed now seems bland We yield to lust consumin......

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..."My arrangements with destiny weren't arduously demanding or beclouded with nit-picking details, so I merely ask for a day, any day, pick a day, and then for the year, give me a year, pick a ......

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...Robert Sherriff - Australian - Poet -Author - Singer - Actor - American Historian – Photographer- Dedicated TO Jarryd Health Peter Les Sherriff Golf Humor Story As I sauntered along the lush, green......

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...When young, stay in the heat of the foam where strange things -pyrite and miracles roll Old age is for picking out supple blue pools counting blessings and mincing what's left of the fool- The ......

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...Move on over ole Joe... and let the youngbloods take the reins infusing our promised land with hope. You done good for America, serving as laudatory President from 2020 to the present Vice ......

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...It was a hot day, I was on my way back from Spar, carrying a bag of groceries. I walked past the lilac bushes in bloom, past the annex to the medical centre with its small car park, rounding my house......

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...On this majestic month of May, The clouds have conspired with the sun in a mist of golden gray, Like a toxic forbidden love that fights to stay, Wishing to birth magic yet creating an agonizing f......

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