Turreted Poems - Poems about Turreted

... “Upon Waking” Slumber has its upsides while the outside runs around like a split fowlyard, cacophonous pecking at each other and at the ground… Elsewhere, like d......

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...A collaboration with Kim van Breda - honored Kim I've tossed some dreams into corners where they sit rusting - dissected spare thoughts for a restomod old body smartly attired with po......

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...the combustion of combinations of created An angle of a candle in a demi flux should not be mistaken for tooth floss, cherry pickers, or ironing boards. For the numerous numbers of numerals note n......

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...What is the difference between a digger, a forklift truck, a spoon, and a toaster? None. Bread slices can be carried by forklifts and bread can be dug by a digger particularly if ground. The toaster ......

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...A synchronised swan chime is very pleasant in a cool breeze but sampling an electric blanket supper is just not that amazing. Nor is it justifiable in a spring turreted garden. Gardeners grabbing gat......

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...One day a tin got up from a shelf bed and walked out of a house. With the tin went eighty six knives, ten plates, and a large laughing ladle. They reached the outside world and bounced happily down a......

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...Ravings. Arrival of eggs of the oval shaped lands. Dominated by rivers if bright yellow and encased in mortar shells. Atomic wisdom sticks. Canes to punish the bushes. Yet the murmur from a cacti is ......

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...I shall resolve to leave this Place now... And steadfastly search out, Nestling between ridge and bluff Amidst the folds of a foreign Land, Several acres of unkempt ground Fallow and rough; ......

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...My door is open I welcome you To my Highland lands Off heathers and hue Cross the bridge Of centuries old To my castle of grey In it's regal fold Stand with me In the great hall of my ......

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