Squatters Poems - Poems about Squatters

...Inhabited by check and counterfoil, my head is full of squatters – what a mob! One Michael’s eager for his daily toil: another Michael can’t abide his job. There’s one of me who’s frugal, prud......

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... “Squatters’ Paradise” contains concrete remains of an old training base head west where trailer life reigns and vanish into freedom ......

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...1600 Sutton Lane had not seen people for years expect mice, raccoons, maybe squatters why do this? Why? Why? Why? No one would go with me Fearful of dying I laughed Halloween is a joke for m......

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... NewArc.ai is an online service that helps designers turn their sketches into images in various styles such as photos and 3D renderings. Designers upload a sketch, choose a style, describe......

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..."O blessed Java Sparrows mostly, the rare Opals then the plentiful Greys--palm frond squatters, and the ever so oft, Mejiro birds, a.k.a., the "Japanese White-Eyed," chartreuse bodied against......

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... They used to call it the Empire State. But the empire isn't doing too great. Democrats in power, big ideas they plan. Too bad for the middle class and the forgotten man. Low-income high rise ......

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...The price of decency in today’s world Is the same as it has always been: Your liberty or your life. If you give a moose a muffin After all Next you’ll have to invite them in For a glass of mi......

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... Written: January 25, 2024 __________________________________ Amidst this idiocy of guess and hear,  a dulcet note I caught is quite clear. An epiphany is set to oc......

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..."She will reign on the cliff above the quay, this derelict house restored to her former beauty. No beast of the field, nor bird in the air shall wander her halls. Now she belongs to me." ......

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...Not much about Goldilocks is really well known, Except she liked to hang out in the woods all alone. Of other customs and habits we have just a splintering: She was whiney, persnickety, And obvio......

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...Pain you don't have squatters rights. This is not where you belong. So hurry up and pack your things. Disappear yourself, be gone. Why you came here to begin with, is something I don't know. You ca......

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...There are no shape walls to bridle one's emotions creativity is properly ventilated unbound by meter or syllable count embracing nakedness yanked naked in its virginity The binding ......

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...A Commentary on "A Note on the [Patriarchal-Colonizing] Treatment of Plant Names" by Robin Wall Kimmerer, p. 385 BRAIDING SWEETGRASS: INDIGENOUS WISDOM, SCIENTIFIC KNOWLEDGE, AND THE [SACRED......

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...There is no design wall to entrap the spirit Inventiveness is born to last free of prosody or syllable count coordinated refrains hide bareness, a virtue purity string belt for bloomi......

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...My Favored Season… Exploding fragrant blossoms invite… flying newbies to share space squatters to temporary home buzzing news for the times. Original poem: “My Yesterdays, Todays, Tomorro......

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