Zeppelins Poems - Poems about Zeppelins

...In the copper-clad cradle of time where gears whir fugues to forgotten dreams..... the fog—a somnolent specter—drifts..... veiling the calculus of progress a manuscript etched by steam and soot. ......

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...CDs Every second Sunday my CD collection disperses fertiliser from blimps and zeppelins onto a great distance areas. ......

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...A hazy crimson light races a soaring falcon as swallows spiral all about the rainbow sky, Above the Jersey Shore where zeppelins rose as far as a teary eye can see, within eternity. As I slowl......

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...Get leads, chains, hats, flip-flops and sunnies. Get poo-bags and lots and lots of training-treats. (Are they to be used as lures or just plain bribery?) Don’t forget to put on plenty of sunscreen......

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...Arms, legs, fists, feet, beating chests; teeth meet. Stones, bones, sharp-honed tusks, poisoned darts; obsidian clubs. Slings, arrows, outrageous bows, black-edged flints; sharp-pointe......

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... TV SHOPPING MADNESS The mad Christmas shopping on TV has begun. Hair dryers for close to 400 dollars. Tons of electrical stuff that will make us anythin......

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...A low fog lingers on the ground On cobbled streets where coaches sound, Candles dance inside the glass Of lanterns as the moment's pass. Terraced houses reach the sky Chimneys smoke and Zeppe......

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...I need a woman who doesn't mind being alone. Not into quail eggs but doesn't mind eating crow. Does her own thing and is not one bit clingy. A little bit tart but never saccharine sweet. Slightly......

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...How precious life is… When the old rocker rocks in his wheelchair… ACDC heavy precious metal ‘like a wheel spinning’ ‘Highway to hell…on my way to the promised land’ ......

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...I'm heading home - I have a date Chills play my spine - I pass my gate Time to eat - hope I'm not late I rush myself up spiral stairs I'm hurrying cause I like mine ra......

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...SENSITIVITY They’re all ignored by us, but they have feelings too : A black gravestone in New York, down in the world, Recalling its halcyon days as a part of The impressive strata at Pal......

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...tempered steelheads migrating through the shallows, their metallic scales lubricated with penzoil two stroke motor oil. moving over sand and rocks some gray, some brown, some smooth, so......

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...It slams And impacted instantly Hoarded like gold The rib to my side Aching in its stirrups like Adam Swallowing hard and dispersing A fickle attempt to blend into the walls And edge a conques......

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