Trooped Poems - Poems about Trooped

... I spied a valley low Across the road from the cemetery A Columbus monkey swinging by The trees of the valley Stood tall and forlorn Observing the crematorium Covered in light gray......Read the rest...

...Please help me in my confusion Come to my rescue and Do not leave me sitting all alone On this lonely beach of abandonment Help me my brothers Help me my compatriots Help me you all men of g......Read the rest...

...We all avoided Miss Kay’s house; she was an old maid. No one wanted to get moldy cookies or pink lemonade. We ran past her stoop, not wanting to ring the bell as it stood. We knew whatever she wou......Read the rest...

...Adorable Pink Mouse Ballerina was as flexible as they come She had entranced most of the men, my brothers were some. The rest of us trooped out of the mouse hole that warm summer day To watch her ......Read the rest...

...I Cooked the Book that Would Not Tap A Doomsday, a nightmare gone wrong, My hand shot with pain and didn’t stop, Bandages hid the wound I wove for kong, The silence echoed round the wheel fop.......Read the rest...

...They sang as they marched And boarded the trains, They sang as they set out to sea. They sang as they trooped Down french country lanes, They sang of a great victory. But where they......Read the rest...

...>Finding myself with a few moments free the other day. I thought I would let Dragon my naturally speaking addition, have a free hand with a poem. However I just had to add the corrections as I went ......Read the rest...

... Naked death …the barred and sealed cattle wagons disgorge at the Konzentrazionslager the faux pas relief from urine mud faeces sweat and tears unkempt......Read the rest...

...Unless you've only got one, Both your eyes see these words, Are you really understanding them, Or are they just a bunch of letters that make you bored? If you're still looking then I've got your atte......Read the rest...

...I have chose, to pick up my head, hand, bulls, leg, and the particles which trooped off from my brain while sleeping, and stand by my inspiration For I have sheepishly slept enough, slippe......Read the rest...

...The First Gift There’s news for the young and news for the old, And news for a world lonely and cold, And down through the ages this story’s been told How Love was revealed to all. Into the world t......Read the rest...

...Spirits that hover o'er the surface of the earth Disatisfied with thy untimely demise Regretting and cursing the cause of thy death But that unholy life ye fail to reminisce Copious words of advice......Read the rest...

...The Walk Roans, chestnuts, blacks and greys Stand the line in perfect swathes Tunic buttons and brasses glisten Brave men sit and for orders listen The finest horse out on parade Six hundre......Read the rest...

...Incense hung in the evening air like the mist and the chains of prayer cranes. Ferocious gilded guardian framed the gate through the aged arched travelers trooped Pilgrims all. Monks diminutiv......Read the rest...

...Hate is chemical, flows from brain, do not know how, some things add, like a bloody fad, you feel like away, rather being on your way, these faces and places, that you hate, are something, ......Read the rest...