Stolidly Poems - Poems about Stolidly

... The British have been sailing the world’s seas, creating colonies and enriching themselves, and it’s been going on for centuries. Yet to their shame their cuisine has remained stolidly E......

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...For long, I had enjoyed solving assorted puzzles, and difficult riddles, too, For they entertain and stimulate an eager mind, as myriad stars often do. From years of solving, I'd grown adept, as ......

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...The winter of 1621 in Plymouth was harsh as could be, The Pilgrims were sick and sorry they'd come, They missed their warm English beds and their tea. The still ambulatory shivered and shuffled ab......

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...In this hospital… That is like a tinderbox. Our screams do not turn us ablaze- Neither will sitting stolidly. But if we try to remember the times before we turned evil… Then this hosp......

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...Superb the sounds of summer’s soliloquy So sweetly singing the sparrow’s song, Sometimes she sounds suddenly sonorous Since startled sparrows sing shrilly strong, Summer sounds so sin......

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...Legacy Inheritors we are of depravity, yet blame do we the ignorance of those whom graves stolidly invoke, or pity do we the oblivion of the unborn, who, in our dirty shoes shall......

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...Was I a bit too real for you too raw, like meat bleeding on the butcher’s block too honest like an angel as I stripped the skin from my flesh flesh from my bones put every prickling nerve on dis......

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...The Start A plain white piece of paper, was waiting on my desk. Waiting for me, just me. Or Waiting for you... just you? Who put it there? Why would they care? What do they want? Will it......

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...All her belongings fitted into a suitcase and a small carry-on bag. After 18 years, my helper was going home for good. During those years, not a dime ever went missing in the various apartments......

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...He leans upon his crooked staff, impassive face and yet, with shoulders hunched and tired still waits payment of the debt. He gazes as I check my watch then wearily turns away, yet only is my......

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...Cloaking misty hills and many a deep valley floor: The empty Moor presents an outlook, stoical and dour. Seemingly barren, this mute guardian of history, Emits an air of arcane intrigue and darke......

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...Ruffling gold blooms and leaves, hue dimmed by time A gilded frame holding a slice of life’s history I’m drawn into the younger man, the vision sublime Sailing stolidly upstream towards his destin......

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...To some such a thing would seem to be A waste like sunsets never seen Whose brilliant splash of corporeal hues Ignites a moments symmetry The saffron fires, the sizzled throes The tinctured cele......

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...Perfidy A hollow laugh reverberates Through the empty chambers Of a lonely heart Love's labours lost. Stolen. Thrown away. The echo continues..... To penetrate through To the very soul ......

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...“Well we shall have to do our best and 'keep on smiling'” said Dumpty to the Owl, who he was worried could possibly get into a' flap' after all it had heard. “Yes it never helps to despair” opinioned......

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