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Suffragettes Poems - Poems about Suffragettes


Time to cast your vote!
...Remember, Thursday, the 2nd of May, Local, and Mayoral, elections again, time to cast your vote, time to have your say, from 7 am, until 10 pm. Though you may well opt, for a postal vote, it’s......

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Categories: suffragettes, political,
Form: Sonnet
To All the Women Who Came Before
...Dignity, purity, hope, Entwined in a delicate rose. These are the colours which hold The futures of all women to come. Run, run, run, To the Free Trade Hall we run, Eyes bright, souls lifted,......

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Categories: suffragettes, for her, history, political,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member We Are Canadian: As One We Stand
...We came from the beginning, shrouded mists of time and space, And in this vast and northern clime each found our sacred place. We were our country’s pioneers, the people of the land, We lit the fl......

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Categories: suffragettes, adventure, endurance, history, patriotic,
Form: Rhyme
All Day Tomorrow
.... for public domain All Day Tomorrow ( a cast of characters in song ) Homeless Jo and Jane: We've got all day tomorrow, to wait by the New Jersey shore, to beg for a nickel 'cause we'r......

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Categories: suffragettes, humorous,
Form: Limerick
They Fought For You, Have You Forgot
...Shall I vote or not? She died for you, have you forgot Who fought for you so you can say Shall I vote or not today? Shall I vote or not? She fought for you to have the choice To use your vote......

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Categories: suffragettes, england, hero, history, political,
Form: Rhyme



Half of Congress
...Half of Congress stood and clapped; The other half stayed seated. Was that mentioned later on When POTUS likely Tweeted? He had to see a sea of white For, like the Suffragettes, The women in ......

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Categories: suffragettes, usa,
Form: Rhyme
London
...London The tour of London begins In the streets of my mind, Through past and present Intrinsically entwined, Through people and places It's heart we will find, Through f......

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Categories: suffragettes, london,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Villanelle: the Only Game Solution To the Human Condition
...Villanelle: The only game solution to the human condition The only game solution to the human condition “Don’t nobody move a muscle” and hold your breath Stop having sex with the opposite sex......

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Categories: suffragettes, satire,
Form: Villanelle
Cyber Shag
...CYBER SHAG (A silly poem) It's good to cyber shag, talk message or chat It's ok to flirt, it's harmless to act at times like a **** It's good to be cool, to joke it's so nice to be hea......

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Categories: suffragettes, fun, happiness,
Form: ABC
Nights Out
...Disco dreams and disco balls Big city,bright lights Pub crawls and bar fights. Mini frocks and hair dyes Made up faces Mascara filled eyes. Vodka martinis and champagne Bus trips and bl......

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Categories: suffragettes, nostalgianight, night,
Form: Rhyme
All About Rights
...I was staggered with an item On the news last night About illegal downloads And breach of copyright One proposal is to block offender’s broadband Which I thought was alright But apparently this......

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Categories: suffragettes, life, political
Form: I do not know?
Almost Dead
...And so it came to pass as I raised a bourbon glass and tossed a bolt of fire down my throat; the ash from cigarettes glowed as dying suffragettes, chained to wrists of every weeping, wailing gho......

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Categories: suffragettes, art, death, life, loss,
Form: Verse
Who Will Sing Their Praises [cont'D 1]
...Too, the wives of shearers, drovers and the teamsters of the day fought the months of isolation while their husbands were away. Still they kept the home-fires burning and would do the many chores......

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Categories: suffragettes, history, on work and
Form: Rhyme

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