Verandah Poems - Poems about Verandah

...about colors So pale the rosebush on the verandah is it because the night is so long and cold the flowers look like the red purses little girls have a few pennies in kept hidden for her brothe......

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...a shipmaster in love The boat that left at sunset didn't have red sails but fading sunlight painted grey sail red even though the vessel was not going to China  not this year or any other year,......

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...A Holly Day in May the building is eerily empty today, everybody has gone to the beach, even those in wheelchairs I sit on the verandah in the hope of tanning my scalp looks so white in the bat......

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...Rumi's quote: If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished? If you are irritated by every rub, How will your mirror be polished?" - his love For wisdom wrapped in words,......

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...Santa Claus is coming. This isn’t a luck situation. He knows things, like if you’re sleeping. Which is kind of creepy if you think about it. I suppose I’m an open book. It’s an implacable realit......

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...My bones are creaking and my bed is squeaking Im one short of eighty nine Bosom friends come gather around me Lets crack some jokes and drink some wine Long lost relatives are looking me up Thei......

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...The mouse My wife was opening the door to the verandah when she spotted a mouse and fled to the kitchen and shouted, “Kill it, kill it!” I picked up the small animal hiding under a dry leaf th......

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...Soldiers with the cornered colonel Said to crack him like a kernel, Easily made him surrender, Account of his orders render… Colonel Smith, on his neck flannel, Suddenly facing a Panel In his......

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...The magic hour The day is ending, and time is one hour back but the day still serves early twilight From the window of a tourist resort, I see the mountain range I lived beyond, in a village w......

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...The none affair The celebration ran into a Dogger bank that had been trawled of fishy life and turned into windblown sand of the endlessly repeated. Take-away food and Portuguese soap tritenes......

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...From The 5th Floor She heard him crying, while chips she was frying. Ran towards the door, to treat the conflict amongst the four. In between busy streets of ‘Burrabazar’, amongst t......

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...Did I tell you I went to the Beach last week? The wind picked up mightily as I Stepped out onto the hotel verandah And the tall royal palm trees lining the courtyard Lifted and bent their majest......

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...APPEARANCE It was just another day. The heat was as thick as the cloud of dust my car kicked up on the long dirt road to my friend’s house, an oasis of order in the central Florida jungle a......

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...Appearance It was just another day. The heat was as thick as the cloud of dust my car kicked up on the long dirt road to my friend’s house, an oasis of order in the central Florida jungle a......

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...I have seen them stand outside my door, pleading mother to help stage their show, on our verandah with stony floor, tattered clothes, hungry child, wife on tow! dusty robes speak of mi......

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