Weatherboard Poems - Poems about Weatherboard

...I begin again on the same path I take every day, past the familiar fences, hedges and duck under the same sag of overhanging trees. Past the house with the sociopathic dog, the cottage st......

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...Light green leaves, wineberries on brown stems grow in New Zealand's native bush Sally drinks a glass of red wine each night laughing Forest of tall trees awesome in their backyard The mystery bey......

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...Then crept night across the pond Casting shadows on greying Weatherboard; like sullen ghosts Those leafless talons grasping Stretching like dying fibrous fingers Still the pond chilled and trapp......

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...I’ve always been restless since I was a kid, to settle near drives me insane. I’ll just throw together the best that I can what I own and be gone again. Boxes long packed I had stacked in a she......

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...Get the barby firing, put on the ready meat have the odour wafting through houses in the street; someone half a mile away, puts his nose in the air, goes hell-bent on a bloodhound scent to get ove......

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...Sundial My passion is the silent weather vane The gambrel brought such sorrow Much I marveled this roughcast cairn Eagerly I looked for the lintel I have dreamed of the clocks Eag......

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...37 Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’[a] 38 This is the first and greatest commandment. 39 And the second is like it: ‘Love yo......

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...Dad looking at that weatherboard house, Old Tooters home, A thrifty man.. us to him did his brother send, Saying that the place could do with a mend; The roof had red patches of pitted rust, the cost......

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