Tooting Poems - Poems about Tooting

... Meandering meadows broken by a tossing garbling brook…strewn..rocks hewn embossing...marbling and moss flossing Awoken whispers spoken..cantankerous coughing eddy wheezes..then a curmudgeonly ic......

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...Mark Allen was ten years old, and his favorite things were trains; Like teal moments after the storm, when colorful beauty remains. Mark had a shiny, toy train set, and he was frequently ......

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...Somewhere in the general melee we lost our imaginary horses, their ghostly neighing added pathos to this momentous moment. It was decided, we boys, and one sis......

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...Fluffy tailed rodents chasing rings around trees Cool air, bringing a realism with harsh new breeze Leaves redressed in yellows, oranges, golds and reds. Nothing but brown ugly things in my flower......

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...We, who loved America Part 4 When I came back to where I belonged  the country had changed; no one bought  arrow shirts anymore and jeans were made in China The streets of New York were viole......

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...Mars is too hot Saturn is freezing her snot. Pluto is tooting its gold Neptune is way too old Jupiter is almost ready Let’s go there, suggested my steady Venus snickers a bit Mercury threw h......

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...Do you remember that young guy called Sandy, the lad who was always predicting the future? Joe said he died a couple of days ago. The guys were joking, he didn’t predict that. The guys would be wron......

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...is everyone from Barking Barking mad? Does everyone In Lambeth do the Lambeth walk? Is Leicester Square In Leicester? Is The Elephant And Castle a place where they hide Elephants? Is Oxford Stre......

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...She eats her lunch while precariously balancing herself on a line None of us clearly know why, but she tells us it keeps her feeling fine. Several ebony crows come by cawing, hemming, tooting and h......

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...She walked down the street with her hands clasp in thine and for one moment it felt like something divine; she was walking out of an old life into a new one, but I couldn’t tell where she was from. ......

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...Somewhere in the general melee we lost our imaginary horses, their ghostly neighing adds pathos to this momentous moment. It was decided, we boys, and one sist......

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...A Symphony Of Sound Still Around Three ladybugs on a succulent pose. Two tired tulips in my windowsill doze. New dark dahlias will soon surprise. Begonias in sunshine will always rise. Und......

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...They left their lovely home to fulfill a promise that was not found, one big happy family board up their house pack their luggage in the back of a truck and went in search of a new place that they co......

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...World famous player of the five fingered flute, Wasn't quite so happy as he used to be. Being alone with just his flute, Nice clothes, And lounging around, Didn't do much to make ......

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...O for the Wings, Eyes and Ears of an Owl ~~~ Assuming we could do eye-popping things As does an owl flying the night on wings When no one knows of antics in moonli......

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