St Johns Poems - Poems about St Johns

...I saw Thriplow in its merriment Vintage cars borrowed from Cambridge and an abundance of folk singers with strobes of defiant daffodils food for the feasties Morris Dancers sermonising past prac......

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...Such a beautiful building Airy and spacy and light Just off Hesse Road, a place, For that occasion, just right. One of the trawlermens’ churches A community now scattered and gone But thanks to......

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...Streaking, dashing, breaking away Up, up the tempo, the McClendon way Getting wide and filling the lanes Assisting the open man with two points to gain Upbeat, back and forth, fast, and then ......

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...Mark Hurlin Shelton is a Poet from Cape Town South Africa, born in October 1967. He was raised by his grandparents in Three Anchor Bay, near Sea Point, where he attended his first schools: Ellerton P......

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...Standing under St Johns Bridge, ships and boats hauling in, red and green lead the drive, dusk has framed another day. Gentle ripples, hide Willamette's gold. Pilgrims dreams are seen, yet......

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...Sprouted from the depth and leapt for the height Tremendous epoch-making in sight Just like a raw gem that transforms on motion Our imaginations are like the ocean Her noble mind in noble thoug......

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...Wet skies Grey dawn Blankets the coast. Black rocks Sea foam Triggers the most Atlantic applause, An encore to those Just hearty enough To make a life on The Rock. And to answer the cal......

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...Just a Thought......20 below can be a temp......20 below can also " tempt" Sometimes we have a life long dream... but not sure where to start.... and sometimes we must go to the extreme.. with a ......

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...In Pleasure By Nate Spears Published 2013 in “Death OF A Rose” By Nate Spears White suit, top hat, pride feeling higher than spectacular The ugly duckling has opened a new chapter Reveal......

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...I am a high school graduate and a former college student I have no children No drug or alcohol addiction nor do I have a home I am one of Brick City's homeless Many of the faces I've seen downtown ar......

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...AN OLD BUILDING BY THE ST. JOHNS Prose and fingers lingering to the North arise! On this day 25 degrees North of the Sun Venus and the moon shall collide and dance Chance! The St. Johns and a rippl......

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...Jacksonville, at this hour, tell me Do you miss me where the river flows Through Florida's tangled history Where the Mocama cotton grows Do you see me driving early To teach where the clansman name ......

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...HOLLYWOOD BEACH GULLS Regrettably the sun was setting low on wings of gulls all red and fiery eyed they plucked the popcorn from our waiting hand as if we had a dream to give to them or sang a song ......

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...love,a slipper,a glove.the tea is sweet,little bo peep,keep your endeavors,i here,forever.to sheer a sheep,little bo peep.indeed keep your false friend until the end.the mend is soft and complete......

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...when once my clay hands began to harden under the potters wheeled sun i turned to reach for my shadow but found only a basket of dried yesterdays and tomorrows. when once my clay feet b......

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