Weatherbeaten Poems - Poems about Weatherbeaten

...Old Man his weatherbeaten face, lined with the hills and valleys of age watery blue eyes set against a backdrop of bloodshot white his cheeks reddened from sun and alcohol, his aquiline nose......

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... Humans are quite a deciduous lot. It's our nature, but not Mother's motif. We fall from grace without faith and belief when fleshly flaws make us stumble, besot. Tousled emotions are tie......

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...Summer’s gone, though still keeps going Dried are the rains of May Weatherbeaten dinghies bobbing In the shallows of the bay Moored forever to the pier Tinkle their rusty chains Seagulls cryin......

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...While on the topic of blood kith and kin, I relate another fabricated poem about blimey bloke of a fisherman. Trawl tale of a fictitious seaman told to ye... Courtesy webbed whirled wid......

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...My ebbing physical prowess and strength noticeably decreases in one direction. I take lock, stock and barrel to revisit good ole days of yore quite conscious undeclared state of war prevail......

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...Utmost nadir of despair found this atheist craning his neck skyward hearing resplendent August orchestra today June 10th, 2022 choral symphony may sound absurd, but...mine supreme auditory sense......

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...analogous to expending precious Air Supply embellishing, modifying, revising, et cetera a poem crafted about fourteen months ago. I take stock and revisit good ole days of yore quite conscious ......

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...Today August 29th, 2021 sluggishness dogs yours truly Forecasting to thunderous applause fast as greased lightning draws upon futuristic atmospheric gewgaws hot air emanates out these slackened......

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...I take stock and revisit good ole days of yore quite conscious undeclared state of war prevails within body electric of troubadour now seated at his Macbook Pro today February 20, 2021. Since ......

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...I can sense your impatience... While yours truly (me) doth strives to maintain comfortably seated closed eye meditative pose mine skinny sea thru legs (mere fo' shaw by George spindleshanks)......

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...Far as the (ease) severely myopic eyes can see, nothing but polluted atmosphere where skull and crossbones memento mori betokens beware, especially with increasing chronology mortality becom......

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...Loosing (lou sing) the damn rumors... Torpedo style full speed ahead keeping me in suspense, what salacious gossip gets browned, buttered, rolled down the alley and bred into unsavory tidbits......

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...Despite cosmetic surgery to stave inevitable demise cheating grim reaper indefatigable measures undertaken buzzfeeding mortal legacy bajillion dollar industry remaining eternally youthful cold......

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...starry eyed cloud of surreal angels utmost nadir of despair found this atheist craning his neck skyward hearing resplendent August choral symphony may sound absurd, but...mine supreme auditory......

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...Perdition Be Damned! Body electric zapped lower gastrointestinal tract wracked with wretchedness pitted, rocked, and tortured severe muscle spasms cramp deathly hallowed deliverance beseec......

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