Quotes about moose, page 5
Twinkle In Your Wrinkle
sweet and profound tears, melted in the candle blues,
waiting the rainbow shows in the milky sky above the
crystal water abode of Lilies in the seabed’s rocks of
lively coral reef
ripe hurriedly snap in the mouth that chew the juicy
fruit of the orchard yard of a meadows green grapes,
jam in the ageless beauty of today, as it goes and lure
to kiss of memory
waiting lurk to pursue, for the dawning dusk waited to
see, oh! mine that long been easy, for today the night
walk in the stairway of yesterday, a day where
everybody wouldn’t like to envy of what always been see
point the cycle of the wrinkle of the eye and feather the
winged angel of twinkle smile, wait no more and see of
what is being free, neither the cheek is easy to let it
lay
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poem by Antonio Liao
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Alaska's Almighty Alphabet
Alaska, an adventure's awesome anointing,
Begins by bears boldly browsing bushes.
Crowded caribou cross country constantly,
Characterizing creation's continuum.
Dependence dominates during dwellers' daily duties.
Each eagle enthusiastically eyes every edible entree.
Forests fuse foliage from frozen facings.
Glacial giants gouge gorges; generate greenery.
God's glory guides gently—gigantically.
Haunting hues highlight hidden heavens,
Illuminating icy images immersed in immortality.
Jutting, jagged jettisons jointly jostle journeymen.
Kaleidoscoping knowledge keys kindred kinds.
Lumbering lumps liven littered lakes.
Majestic mountains mirror millennia's movements.
Meanwhile, migrating moose meander mysteriously.
North's notorious nocturne never negotiates.
Only omnipotent order orchestrates ongoing options.
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poem by Gregory Huyette
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Variations of the word CRY
Wailing, keening, moaning, sobbing, bawling, whimpering, yowling, clamoring, vociferating
Screaming, shouting,
The bellowing, the loud cry of a bull, a moose,
The roaring of a lion, that deep, hoarse tumultuous sound of the jungle
That yelp, that bark of a dog tied to a tree under a heavy rain
The infant who cries itself to sleep in these times of insurgency.
The lamentation, the grief the suffering of widows whose husbands
Die in the war
The scream of a painting now costing millions safe in the museum
The cries over spilt milk by a nagging wife to her henpecked husband
The daughter who cries out when her favorite kitten dies
The vendors who cry their wares at the flea market to fool you to buy what you do not need
The cry to arms for all oppressed people of the world, the slogan of the revolutions to come, the grievance of the all the people crying for redress
The government that cries down, while we, the people cry out, while we cry havoc,
The government that cries out the promises, the dishonor of compromises,
The church to cry on, the military general who cries wolf, the people the masses who will now cry out loud,
For the meantime
On the other hand
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Leetle Lac Grenier
Leetle Lac Grenier, she 's all alone,
Right on de mountain top,
But cloud sweepin' by, will fin' tam to stop
No matter how quickly he want to go,
So he'll kiss leetle Grenier down below.
Leetle Lac Grenier, she 's all alone,
Up on de mountain high
But she never feel lonesome, 'cos for w'y?
So soon as de winter was gone away
De bird come again an' sing to her ev'ry day.
Leetle Lac Grenier, she 's all alone,
Back on de mountain dere,
But de pine tree an' spruce stan' ev'rywhere
Along by de shore, an' mak' her warm
For dey kip off de win' an' de winter storm.
Leetle Lac Grenier, she 's all alone,
No broder, no sister near,
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poem by William Henry Drummond
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Take Heed My Friend - A Trippy Verse For Welsh
Jonathan Creeks hoola-hoops are orbiting softly on a gentle breeze,
Flea bitten pigeons are singing heartily to the great Lord Cracken.
Dead and dying dogs with trippy cups of tea,
Green spring sprung, wet still makes mud,
Drink heartily my friend, she awaits you.
Take heed boy,
It’s a rare deed that must be sown for flight
To come to those unknown,
Take heed my friend,
Even ornithologists have oracles, debate,
Articulated moose regurgitate themselves for you,
Will you wait?
Mystic magician devouring imagination,
One more place still, no vacation,
Plastic insects, urban bizarre, photo opportunity for the blind,
Read it first, ha-ha
Opportunity has only two pees,
Two police men at your door, knocking shit into your mind,
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poem by David Lacey
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Good-Bye, Little Cabin
O dear little cabin, I've loved you so long,
And now I must bid you good-bye!
I've filled you with laughter, I've thrilled you with song,
And sometimes I've wished I could cry.
Your walls they have witnessed a weariful fight,
And rung to a won Waterloo:
But oh, in my triumph I'm dreary to-night --
Good-bye, little cabin, to you!
Your roof is bewhiskered, your floor is a-slant,
Your walls seem to sag and to swing;
I'm trying to find just your faults, but I can't --
You poor, tired, heart-broken old thing!
I've seen when you've been the best friend that I had,
Your light like a gem on the snow;
You're sort of a part of me -- Gee! but I'm sad;
I hate, little cabin, to go.
Below your cracked window red raspberries climb;
A hornet's nest hangs from a beam;
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poem by Robert William Service
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Please Vote Wisely
President Obama...
How do you hope to restore the confidence lost,
By millions of Americans who have...
'Excuse me. Excuse me...
He has not won.
We are still campaigning for that office! '
You are so correct, er...uh...Senator McCain.
You will be given the opportunity to respond...
To that very same question.
Forgive the interruption, President Obama.
'There you go again!
He has not won anything.
I have more experience and I am the war hero.'
Indeed! Correct you are...
Mister? ...er...Senator McCline.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Walker of the Snow
Speed on, speed on, good master!
The camp lies far away;
We must cross the haunted valley
Before the close of day.
How the snow-blight came upon me
I will tell you as we go,—
The blight of the Shadow-hunter,
Who walks the midnight snow.
To the cold December heaven
Came the pale moon and the stars,
As the yellow sun was sinking
Behind the purple bars.
The snow was deeply drifted
Upon the ridges drear,
That lay for miles around me
And the camp for which we steer.
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poem by Charles Dawson Shanly
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Men Of The High North
Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing;
Islands of opal float on silver seas;
Swift splendors kindle, barbaric, amazing;
Pale ports of amber, golden argosies.
Ringed all around us the proud peaks are glowing;
Fierce chiefs in council, their wigwam the sky;
Far, far below us the big Yukon flowing,
Like threaded quicksilver, gleams to the eye.
Men of the High North, you who have known it;
You in whose hearts its splendors have abode;
Can you renounce it, can you disown it?
Can you forget it, its glory and its goad?
Where is the hardship, where is the pain of it?
Lost in the limbo of things you've forgot;
Only remain the guerdon and gain of it;
Zest of the foray, and God, how you fought!
You who have made good, you foreign faring;
You money magic to far lands has whirled;
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poem by Robert William Service
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Alphabet Poem
A was once an ant,
Tiny,
Busy,
Speedy,
Shiny
In the groundy
Little ant!
A was once a little ant,
Antsy
Fantsy
Mantsy
Antsy,
Fa ntsy anty,
Little ant!
B was once a little bat,
Batsy,
Watsy,
Fatsy,
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poem by Edward Lear
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