Stoops Poems - Poems about Stoops

...A late March thundershower floats toward me Like a plucked flower Handed over on a walk to a lover With a smile Down this afternoon path That breezes past Spring-born ponds Erupting Of Peep......

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... An eerie wind blows through the decaying bushes on the outskirts, while a rusted door sways on its broken hinges. The smell of ozone lingers from thunder cracking in the distance, as......

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... To the skies...cries of have we sinned..the seasons spinned...winter grinned as before it’s really beginned...spring’s been sneakily binned.. That bitter wind does cheekily blow...delivers tingl......

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...Spectacular serene sapphire sky stoops Low to tame tumultuous foamy wild waves ! ......

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...(Example Lyrics) Why can't you stay out of ME & my room?!?! Is this why you drove Mommy bat- insane?! So you could spoon us instead, you bastard inbred... And try to make us, feel like we're the ......

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...COLLECTION VIDUAGE Tall nettles- the dutch hoe rusting in the shed. Lanterne #5 a sea mist rolls inshore- daydreams deluge me Lanterne#18 Blind alleys so......

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... Typecast pivot rips past apart Scars inflicted by the furnace Scatter derma with war stars Astronomy faraway magnifies Little shards of light filaments Filter......

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...The wee wee tree where dogs go pee And all the breeds wait patiently But not one stoops To leaving poops That’s doggie etiquette, you see......

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... Something eats away at him buries the past, blurs the future grabs the soul and won’t let go But what is it, pray tell clinging to the bottom of his being… C......

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...LETS TANGO Nobody said, Let’s go to war But an invasion, well I never An Atlantic territory, remote Who’d respond, they thought Or perhaps get overwrought Eight thousand miles by boat Surely......

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...From Harlem's pulse, a symphony untold, Stories etched in a brownstone, dreams unfold. Streetlamps pierce the twilight, jazz ignites, Hope flickers, a flame against the nights. Laughter rings o......

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...Even when there’s snow on the roof I will have fire in the chimney I will keep a warm hopeful heart And a strong steady mind Determined despite my flaws To win it all Life love liberty My a......

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...In the heart of Harlem's nocturnal embrace, where the moon's silver threads interlace. Streetlamps hum a jazz-filled tune, underneath the city's ebony dune. Brownstone whispers, history untold,......

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...I want you to know That I love you more Than all of my Octobers Which is not to say There are a lot of them Even though there are But what I mean is I love you more warmly Than hot cinnamo......

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..."Colorful language is the best way to recreate the incident as it happened and to picture it for the audience". Dale Carnegie ______________________________________......

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