Strapping Poems - Poems about Strapping

...Thor did not live up to his name He was skinny, weak a petite Fontaine Wren, his brother was a Herculean guy Brawny and strapping, he caught many an eye How did you get their names so wrong? I......

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... Written: April 4th 2025, for contest sponsored by Brian Strand **************** April arises with a gentle promise crocuses awaken from their winter dormancy — while ......

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...“I may just now stray where the shadows flit yet still I hope for light.” It was written on a Rome tomb. She seemed to me to be while on earth too young. Giving birth when she was overwhelmed......

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...Overrun by stuffed subdued teddy bears... of diverse and sundry sizes engaged in woebegone wild rumpus as a last hoorah for diversity, equity and inclusion, whose somber bowed heads (hide t......

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...Past the white horse the high Road to take Horse traders strapping and preening for the day A harem to conquer ITs Babylon also bored Cinderella for the day shes a Queen in white lance Impas......

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...Off fish hill Daylight saving time 2025 min(no) newt effect on me. As part and parcel of terpsichorean repertoire, one whirling dervish flaps his wings at the speed of sound. With twenty ......

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...Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis, high bred poiet?s of mine ("Thus always I cause the death of tyrants.”) the purported line Brutus uttered after assassinating Julius Caesar. Alte......

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...Shattered dreams of New Canaan no longer land of the free home of the brave, original rightful occupants hoodwinked, petrified, where diseases xeroxed ambushed, crushed, extinguished, squashed......

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...Swath of pristine tractless snow white landscape... tell tale sign where winter storm Demi left her mark. Beautiful and bountiful visual scene (seldom seen around tri-state geographic area fo......

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...He would walk into the room Shoulders held high Pinnacled to touch the sky In my eyes a giant of a man My Grandfather wore a face Of a blue-eyed Irish sage With wondrous stories and rousing s......

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...My life was a river, and I was a willow twig,  Bobbing on a creek toward the sea. Strong, fast, lively children tried to catch me and failed. The greatest sports hero, I dreamed I'd be.   A boy a......

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...The morning sun rises from behind the shady hill warming the village with a solemn hymn, everyone has gone out of the town leaving dryness and darkness all around; the dogs are running and barking at......

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... My Pearl from the Sea How shall I survive, my pearl from the sea Snatched away by a sneering storm at sea! ......

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... Ford score and...Chevy five years ago, my Model A strapping handsome big bro, (who sped like one speeding Triumph font lee, crow), wing, & swooping Thunderbird, with bold face observers whis......

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...Shame and guilt sabotaged mine healthy growth... and let yours truly not forget emasculation that prickly emotional immobilization whereby these lovely bones subject courtesy senescence upon......

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