Thermos Poems - Poems about Thermos

...You are such a tool go back to school they yelled at him without hindsight You got nothing between your ears pack it up Joe, walk only by night He took his thermos and left for Rome fee......

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...I shall read you a poem in my drunken state, if my speech is slurred, forgive me mate, it is a cocktail of rum, vodka and cognac, if boss finds out I will surely get the sack! so am i drinking at......

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...An unhurried sun slides across the horizon Preparing for slumber behind distant waves And daylight’s last seagull rides thermals in search Of a late night fish supper - the herring he craves A......

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...The angel works the tollbooth Exclaiming commands for change They are a barber on the side with faded tattoo arms Holding shears made of fire coated in silent pious rage Hiding blood in their t......

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...Catch tugs towards their berth Little yacht traipses triangular trail Cottage clasping slope admires bay Fisherman’s wife swells, eon enamour For his boomerang voyage, she brings ......

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...In the early morning, as the sun yawns and lets out her first light ray two fishermen walk through the flooded bushes, searching for fish. Inside cooler waters a silent lake says, " Take your ti......

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...Storm The waves in the storm raged Pacific Ocean waves became deep ravines and tall mountains; in the binoculars, I saw an American hangar ship, its massive deck was glistering iron swept o......

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... He went to war each morn Armed with thermos and lunch pail Gearldine wasn’t his firstborn As a girl – just a tomboy with a pigtail He knew her from her first breath Prayed for her wh......

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...Beyond the wave-sacked, lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug by the claws of scaly thrashers. Here they huddle, my blood kin flogging grim pleasures, wolfing eggy sandwiches, dipping tea-stain......

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...I see us cowering within our safety walls of sterile nonorganic comfort I feel us, almost smell us, struggling vacillating between pungent stink of fear inside and acrid acidic anger ab......

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...Epiphany It was an incredible summer in 1950 the war was over things were getting back to normal, mother's new boyfriend who worked at a factory had a rowboat and paid holiday leave. A Sunday......

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...This little light of mine I'm gonna let it shine Wide and longing for committed dialogue not surrounded by elitist debate, Win/lose games, Zero-sum asinine assumptions requiring ego-infes......

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...I wake to a monochrome world and I yawn The reds, greens and yellows awaiting the dawn Out on the water, my luminous float Rides unseen ripples in fear of no boat This morning my roof is my fis......

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...Somewhere over Thames River condo fees fly high, So do taxes and maintenance expenses, My Oh my Oh why? We chose to co-invest in this former industrial mess, I must confess I don't know w......

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...winter wonderland pulls the dog sleigh at full speed - thermos with hot drink ......

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