Yurt Poems - Poems about Yurt

... I went to my neighbors To ask for a favor And said may I borrow Stuff I need tomorrow, But she stopped me short With this stunning retort: “Do you need sugar cane Drano for a clogged drain......

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...You fixed Mongolian stew on a two ring Russian-made burner. It was understood, that we would not be drinking salted milk tea in Ulan Bator anytime soon. I would be moving on, you would be ......

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...Harbor Forgiveness His uproar was clear and overt damage our love in one spurt wreck Twenty-Ninteen (2019) “Home Port” chert My soul is deeply deeply burnt Pure kindh......

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...[For the uninitiated and for the avoidance of confusion, this poem features a Penguin called Pilchard and a Pilchard called Penguin] _____________________________________ Pilchard the Penguin h......

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...'wind is pounding in my heart' It tears across the steppes and plain, it guides my mind and eases pain Whithin the yurt, upon the road, it whets my mind; eases the loads I've rode it's Breast te......

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...It was warm in the yurt; the desert was unyieldingly hot. There was the slight scent of ylanylang, it was sweet. The guy wearing the yarmulke had a captive audience He was yacking to the point of ......

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...Take a chance and dance with ants in your pants! You'll wiggle and squirm; your belly will firm. Run in the sun, tell a pun, have some fun! Bustle your muscles, and hustle to Brussels. Jump o......

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...A woman in Alaska, With her brother on a hike, Never dreamed that on a bathroom break Unpleasantness would strike. She sat down on the toilet In an outhouse near a yurt When she felt like som......

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...I miss some information while the news drones on today, and lose a favorite TV chair, while commentators lie on air. The coddled cats, now cozy in my spot, have no respect for playing fair. Their......

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...Yearlong, we have waited, yearning for vacation, yet like nomads we dwell, yon from city life, spritzed yellow frisking through firs, yielding to swift trail bends, young, sleeping in bunkbeds.......

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...Wildlife 46 A hairy and weird smelling yak, Lay watching the sky on his back, A Mongol called Kurt, Yelled abuse from his yurt, So he shouted back "Cut me some slack!!"......

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...Eccentric Emma, third world charity advocator Posts smiling foreground photos in mud slewn villages Personifying inconsistency wafts remote mantra Mind realm torrents when Followers Like - limitle......

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...A cold and calculating problem I see is finding resonantly warm motivation for resilient employment by following mere capital short-term acquisition norms for sacred vocational gravitas, and ma......

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...You fixed Mongolian stew on a two ring Russian-made burner. We understood that we’d not be drinking salted milk tea in Ulan Bator anytime soon. Nevertheless, we bought Kazakh embroid......

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...Most kids ride the school bus twice a day School buses don't often have wood stoves or beds you can sleep the night away Ours did though More than once I lived in one Some painted like a fore......

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