Tippling Poems - Poems about Tippling

...FLAME OF ASCENSION No-one can escape Flame of Ascension a glance, a glimmer, a gestalted shadow ghosts or gestures guarded Hearts to genteel progress on a path It night......

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...The Lute This is the time of meanings, secret codes, suddenly appearing unexplained. This is a dark time at the tippling edge of day. Now I speculate about what I am seeing, I link it to im......

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...tippling but not toppling bending like a willow in the north win pushed down by loud shouts of thunder I ride the crackling lightening feeling like a wind surfer knowing I will end up back on to......

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...Taking Today's Tumblerful Tea Time This teetotaler turns to tea torquing temptation towards tippling thankfully, though that tremendous tugging teasing tendency thirst trumped, thru teachi......

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...Dad could roll a cigarette with just two fingers and the tip of his tongue. I saw him do this once in a wind storm. He would shave close enough to keep his grizzled face blue by moonlight. ......

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...Dad could roll a cigarette with just two fingers and the tip of his tongue. I saw him do this once in a wind storm. Magically he would shave just close enough to keep his grizzled face blue......

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...April, you fetch flowers of spring to rise; Lacing in verdant green and fruit to reap. Gardens seed bloom, whist bees and butterflies Saunter by tippling passion nectar deep. Renew daytime le......

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...Tippling I’m from the ink-pot by the pen Fool drunkard on the path of expression Wandering I’m on the bone of thorax Going to leprosy feelings of thrall No smiling, no crying, paralyzed I’m An o......

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...This teetotaler turns to tea torquing temptation towards tippling thankfully, though that tremendous tugging teasing tendency thirst trumped, thru teaching this totally tubular toothless tit......

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...Jean, Jean wis young an' alive till Ah gied her tatties and neeps; Noo she's bein' seek as a dug, it fairly gies me the creeps. Bonnie Mary O' Argyle took a trip tae the Brig O' Doon, She took a......

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...Twilight Fades Soon Twilight fades soon. Scarlet Sun sinks. Thin transparent cloud floats and winks soft sweet soothing colorful rays as Sun-spectrum gladly ......

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...Whooshing waves as runs and plays Sprinkling its part here and there I lay amid the tippling sound My legs in water, but thoughts somewhere. The clouds bathing in sun’s rays Makes the image of famil......

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...I glimpse the tidal waves, rise high, Sweaty brows drip, a dry. surf boarders and dipper are so many, dolphin rides touts coerce you for just a few penny. red vested lifeguards always ......

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...I've mused for hours trying to develop something brilli-ant, And have tossed aside many topics as being irrelev-ant. The subject of "ants" caught my fancy as being signific-ant, Tho' 'tis a matter......

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...A sprig of flowers danced the dawn Tip toed merrily across the lawn The delicate ankle softly trips As the dew her ethereal sips Around her feet the birds did sing From her smile the sun did b......

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