Chaperones Poems - Poems about Chaperones

... As emotion's embolism petitions a mirror sea for endless blue transparency- through oculat lens flare, an albionic estuary garden variety of pleasures appears, obligatiry- in f......

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...she is overprotective, pushing helicopter parenting craziness to the edge she chaperones her daughters on dates, sitting in the middle of boy’s car father is at the end of his patience, perched on......

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...The rig rolled through Laredo On the road to San Antone, Its eighteen wheels of commerce Headed north from parts unknown. The shipping costs all paid to Their coyote chaperones. The pla......

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...One day— The sea will be my backyard Every morning, standing upon the deck Of the one called Going Numb A “Greatest Dad” mug in one hand My last vice burning orange in the other I wi......

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...Poetry in motion Take me out … the ballgame bats and balls a'soaring Root, toot, toot … the home team 'round the bases scoring. Poetry in motion Daddy and daughter dance …......

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...Mommy, Jim, Bob, and the guys are going to climb Ole Rocky Ridge. Can I go too, Huh, please can I go. Please, pretty please! No, you can’t go. You know a boy was badly hurt up there last year. Com......

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...A two-tone case of blue and white to house euphonious delight It graces still the table top on which it played its first “Doo-wop” I’m thinking of......

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...March 1980 An insistent internal voice told me take a library book back I had just sat down after bathing three little girls I was exhausted The voice would not leave me alone I finally asked my......

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...Christmas meant a party At the company club. It was fun guessing whose dad Would dress up as Santa Claus. As we gathered, the carols played And one by one, chaperones led Unwilling boys to b......

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...Christmas meant a party At the company club. It was fun guessing whose dad Would dress up as Santa Claus. As we gathered, the carols played And one by one, chaperones led Unwilling boys to b......

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...State of the Art (IV) These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. Hearthside by Michael R. Burch “When you are old and grey and full of sleep...” — W. ......

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...With spacetime ripples come dark energy waves Emanating from the ether tainted forces hold me slave What sort of person fly’s kites after dark One with many issues hiding Cains invisible mark ......

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...Hearthside: an Imagined Sequel to "When You Are Old" by Michael R. Burch “When you are old and grey and full of sleep...” ? W. B. Yeats For all that we professed of love, we knew this night w......

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...It was a Friday, and I was excited about the High School Dance that night. I wore a yellow chiffon dress up to my knees with black Patton leather pumps. Students stood, jumping, and danc......

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...To a Daughter More Precious than Gems by Otomo no Sakanoue no Iratsume loose translation by Michael R. Burch Heaven's cold dew has fallen— and thus another season arrives. Oh, my child living ......

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