Story Telling Poems - Poems about Story Telling

Upon walking I saw The cutest lil thing A dressed-up leprechaun Carrying a shillelagh stick With a long pipe in his mouth And circles coming from his ears It looked like rings of fire Oh dear, oh dear, it was Coming from his extra-long beard As he strutted along, not a care In the world, he starts to spin as He twirls and twirls, unleashing A strange...

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A cowboy stormed into town He seems to be hell bound To challenge and fight Cuz he was uptight But he came to an end When he challenged an old friend Who was quicker and real fast Who clocked him in his ass He’s not here anymore So, they closed the door ...

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A canary pulled The trick of his life When a cat Moved in for the kill The canary hung on An unlocked cage door So, when the cat leaped The canary slings open the door and the cat Leaps inside, the cage Door slams shut With the cat locked inside He presses his Pitiful looking face up Against the cage, as if he was Begging...

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hokey...ker-shmokey friggin...fraqa-moneous buzz-allacka...equazippodcom colare-buzzeeferem...hoxenton grafelmonious, tiffrundle raditseptagafunkle.....nostaflowan aquapono.... chatious sorentium....wedallumphry....hahaha....perafro-maquilitizzity.... stan : )...

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A noun Such as nothing Seems as permanent.. A verb seems moving And temporary and A denizen of spacetime.. The story continues: A noun is verbing Seemingly storying Hinting at wholeness.. Which completes yet Another story telling What cannot be told......

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A cowboy rode in with guns drawn After tracking Ringo since dawn Who had given him the slip After busting him in the lip In a town call Shoot-me Pawn Ringo tracks were quite near And it led the cowboy here Who searched the whole town After drinking and messing around Causing Ringo to catch him off guard Giving the cowboy a nice hair part Who...

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They giggle at my witch outfit, not realizing it is the real me. I love the excitement of Halloween, it is a creepy night to be. They are sharing their stories, no one listening to another. Behind them stand their puffed-up father or grandmother. The moms are all on brooms tonight, flying around the moon. To hear them tell it,...

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The stories you tell... we all find out some good some bad some fiction some fact can harbor a frown dragging you down bring on a smile The stories you tell... embellish the words throw in some curves out of left field some false and some real pour out suspense while riding the fence a little do it yourself The stories you tell... lift to the heights with truth and lies stooping...

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Along rails of ambivalent dreams, Bittersweet yet luscious flashbacks Take me back to my friend, the tactile moon – a Quiescent basin of grace and alchemy: we would utter And laugh about legends quite arcane from books Chipped from eve’s daily flamboyant story – telling rites… As willows stoop like night’s immolation for more Replays of drama, our guiding...

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Story Telling prehistoric art red minerals cave paintings communication 3/3/2016...

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My story begins as all others, jealousy, love, failure, success, enlightenment, struggle, happiness and despair. As the leaf turns revealing- the end, my tale. Has more to be told. Oh wait I forgot the bard......

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The night air made her feel tired As she looked out side all the fences were wired In the distance she hears crowds yelling As she was to young to know they were rebelling Father she asked where are we going? Mother said to keep quiet and keep walking Mother yelled in the night air Father gave out a blank stare They yelled...

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Gun fire all around, bombs going off in the distance It was some of the angry mobs and resistance Father was the king of SafeHaven a small kingdom Like all other kingdoms it fell in random Fire started in the castle And along with it came a battle It was a distance memory now because the child has now grew Many things...

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She get up and walks on the side of the train tracks. She cant go back. Her husband will hit her like that. She is walking to the next city. Mets a stranger and he says your really pretty. She ask if he can give her a ride to a gas station, If he is not busy. Gives her something to...

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Anticipatory overtones of indiscretion Summoning the spare change of society To rise up above normality And to…. Super sonic microfilms of history Telling a different story A time when things were black and white Preserved forever to a disk Word spoken splices the audience Full of eagerness and personality Piercing each cerebellum Downward to their heart Nothing like the monotony of times past Somewhat ***** Examining the inner...

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