Twenty Seven Poems - Poems about Twenty Seven

Younderward yokel yap Yore Yorkshire yield yeager york-felow Yak yiddle Yammer yack yells Yard yew yellows Yellow-tails, Yellowhammers Yonder yellowfin Yellow yam yesterdays Yuca, yogurt Yesteryears years...

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The percent, one point three. Thirteen of each one thousand famous musicians will likely die at age twenty seven. The, so called, Twenty Seven Club. A tragic portent for young artists. The truth is Hendrix, Joplin, Morrison and Cobain died at twenty seven, yes,a sad event, but Rick James, Fogelberg, Roger Miller and Billy Powell didn't. They are members of a unique group, The Fifty Six Club. In truth, more artists leave us at age fifty six...

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Twenty-Seven Club--not open to all, nor is joining top of most people's list. A club of sadness and shock midst the pall of last birthdays--twenty-eighth was just missed. Many well-knowns have passed at that young age, to a better place, fans and music gone. Rock stars overdose, leave a darkened stage fans lay sweet bouquets, and then they move on. Many don't look...

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Your voice goes so beautifully with the night sky ....

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Twenty-seven is eighteen plus nine. The difference of thirty less three is fine. If you're not a fool, and you stay in school, it's the square root of seven hundred twenty-nine! ...

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Wonder if I ask politely, the great powers that be Would increase the day's hours by just two or three Not asking for much My heart would be touched Right now there's not even time for a pee...

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Jimi's groovy guitar leaps Psychedelic anthem beats Certainly a broader reach Than what banal mainstreams seek Janis sang in passion rough Too much for the upper crust Voice of insistence and rush Love songs with a gritty touch Jim's strange Doors opened destined Music of scant time's lessons Fallen stars burn in legend Breathless at twenty-seven 5/24/20...

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Wonder if I ask politely, the great powers that be Would increase the day's hours by just two or three Not asking for much My heart would be touched Right now there's not even time to stop for a pee...

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on the other side of a twenty-seven mile wide mountain range is a place to go where no cars and cycles buzz behind me where the dusk heated sun does not touch my back and polluted air does not burn my eyes where the Pacific Ocean whooshes in my ears… i can get there by dawn and sit on...

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14. You live in a laboratory; you can only create what can't survive in this air. 15. If your blood was pixelated and green, you'd probably be dead already. 16. They know you by your talents of making art and sometimes talking. You know you by your talents of sleepwalking and coughing up blood into the sink. 17....

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1. You have the illness you have always been fearful of. The cause is your fear. You will never sleep, and tea and yoga are only placebos. Welcome to hell. 2. You cannot evade exactly anything you ever experience. 3. I. Zombies are only an abstract concept. II. So is...

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D-awn in March twenty-seven A-ims to leave the moon; L-ight reaches the zenith, E-ndorsing the N-oon. A-s the dawn in March twenty-seven S-tops the dusk and twilight; U-nderneath the bright sky, N-o dark is in sight. C-oal clouds turn white I-n the wide blue heaven; O-pen your eyes to the breaking N-ew dawn in March...

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Wonder if I ask politely, the great powers that be To increase the day's hours by just two or three Not asking for much My heart would be touched Right now there's not even time to stop for a pee...

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There was I brought into this world December 27 nineteen fifty three that is my birthday every year celebrating this annually always to be When in 1981 I got married to Jean being her husband aged twenty seven that was such a happy occasion sadly she left quickly for heaven I got married again in 1990 to Christine my love to this day 27 April...

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Red toenail polish and your casted leg commands all my attention...

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