Wayne Poems - Poems about Wayne

Marion Robert Morrison his voice couldn’t be confused with Roy Orbison but he really gained his fame when he became known as John Wayne ...

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Beneath the sapphire skies A love poem we dedicate To you, our secret star Longing for your sight Our hearts beat like thunderclaps In trochaic rhythm In every sunbeam's sway And moonlit whispers We see your painless grace Oh, how our love swells And echoes in the world Like John Denver's songs Your spirit does set us free Underneath...

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baby giraffe runs ducks flutter in murky pond snakes slither away lions sneak a nap seals entertain laughing crowd penguins waddle by...

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John Wayne was born in a tiny house in a teeny Iowa town. We love claiming him, because Iowans do not usually leave Iowa. Certainly do not become bigger-than-life cowboy movie stars! But he did, and we adored him. I still do in many ways. our hero who never served....

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Like my Uncle Kevin Born 1907... But who might we liken To this Superb Icon, In his films large eyeballs rolls? In minds ever striking To Today's Actors liking: Named Robert Morrison, Its closest: Harrison Or soldiers' Garrison But he went for John Wayne! Trying to get round same stain? Well, he just couldn't wane; Only Cancer's last pain... The Gernini factor One makes first rate actors Jolie,...

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John Wayne would not entertain self-doubt or indecision jumped in again and again with full blown tunnel vision pure bravado does not stop mortality's sure advance nothing can give assurance we will have that one last dance not every situation is cause to pose scream and shout will be no acclimation if we can't find our way out lies turn into bolder lies words sole purpose is...

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Written April 14, 2017 It's easy to fall in love Even easier to break apart I've been trying for six long years To mend this broken heart You used to talk to me so sweet My biggest fan in the bleacher seats From the rose bush to the baseball bat Why'd you have to go and be like that Why don't you just be...

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Ode To Wayne Gretzky We all carry the same genes and look how different we turn out; I honed my skills to playing hockey and look how far I’ve come. *** Note: Wayne Gretzky was born in Brantford, Ontario, in 1961. He played...

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Wayne a Great Dane, from a princely court was playing in the courtyard. He rolled and fell short in the castle moat. A good sport ...

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His last days in his dreams in Jamaica mon The capital Kingston He prayed to the heavens Gods only laughed in the Caribbean waves as this small minded prang called the pond of frogs glorious...

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If you heard a Soup Censor holler They just saw a Cook Islands dollar Allowing for windage That Tiki appendage* Could incite a 9-1-1 caller! * Gershon-approved, i.e., circumcised Is that sufficient evidence the Lost Tribes of Israel were on a Cook-out?...

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Would you compare me to a summer’s day? No chance, you look more like a wet week-end But we’ve been married 30 years, this May And all that time, you drove me round the bend We’ve had three kids,...

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171 E Swedesford Rd, Unexpected positive experience with regular totally tubular gnarly patron first name Maureen hmm... if only this burbling blurb blog could somehow be communicated - pro bono, cuz green legal tender (mine) scarce - anyway earlier today December sixteenth two thousand and nineteen ah, my dog how serendipitously I did germanely, modestly, quintessentially shepherd convenient rhyme with reason (hubble spontaneity) three, five, eight, plus this line...

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Even though you did me wrong, I've written a few poems about you. You came in my house and stole some pills, that was a bad thing to do. You also borrowed some money but didn't repay what you owed. Sadly, you can't celebrate this Christmas because you died half a year ago. This will be the first Christmas...

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I've always said no to drugs but my friend didn't do the same. When a person dies of an overdose, it's always a damn shame. John learned the hard way that a man reaps what he sews. Every time drugs were offered to him, I wish he had said no. I'm not certain what he overdosed on, it may...

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