Swallowers Poems - Poems about Swallowers

...hands steady, painting days wanning now wearing shades of hours clocks run blind tocs, with tics wildly lying months lurk like monks or thugs, deeply hooded in a guise of weeks muttering ridicul......

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...from island corner, big Antrim lad to Belfast city, a tiny pad shattered windows, tilted clocks Goliath had lost his socks gargantuan giant going mad Armagh apple girl, any topic ......

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...Sometimes people tend to search for happiness on all the wrong places, when their back is against the wall that when you see all the terrible faces, where friendships are tasteless, love is waste les......

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...Before the crowds entered in, Before the lights would uncover the stage The Ringmaster would stand and gaze. Such a wonderful sight as they would bring in the clowns Their colourful bicycle......

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...I got CRAZY words! Y’all should see ‘em – They’s a N’Awleens jumpin’ jazz festival wit’ stilt-walkin’, trash-talkin’ jugglers ‘n’ flami......

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