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Crier Poems - Poems about Crier


Premium Member The Town Crier
The Town Crier Miracle Man 8/21/2024 A life long friend passed this past week, life didn’t offer much making his life bleak. Ignored by some, many others were empathetic, unable to do much his problems were genetic. He never had a job and he was known by all, not many days passed without this man’s call. But he was known as our small...

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Categories: crier, death of a friend,
Form: Quatrain
Town Criers No More Needed
Young man, just try a glass of sangria, Now, we all can see you are angrier. Audience is not a ‘a must’ for Town Criers; Their job can now be discharged by flyers... One cries too long and one lips get drier, More pacing about the legs look sorrier. In some circles you become a pariah, For being of all things Hollow...

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Categories: crier, age, career, change, community,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Buoyant Town Crier
Sapphire-tinted bells herald life anew springtide’s dulcet birthstone watch, omen of fragrant bloom Posted ; 29th March 2022...

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Categories: crier, appreciation, art, beautiful, beauty,
Form: Kimo
Premium Member Town Crier
I stand on top of a box and cry out In a world of plastic faces, I find No one will listen, so I have to shout And speak to those souls who have lost their mind They hold anger like trees in a forest Gave their hearts to a leader of fool's gold They've become no more than a staged...

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Categories: crier, conflict,
Form: Sonnet
Crier
I step out and try to make everything in the day worth my while, But as soon as I step back in my room, I burst into tears and cry. Holding onto this heart just causes me more and more pain, Just take it away and let me die. Ending it all, ending all, so...

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Categories: crier, absence, abuse, betrayal, cry,
Form: Free verse



The Zulu Crier
THE ZULU CRIER Where thou thee Sons of Afrika There over the edge is a halo It's coming to crown the world He who stands wear it first So rise up my people, my children For we had long remain knelt to the giant That charmeleon, Ananse of our indiference End him now with the swords of oneness You Asante man marry that Buganda maid You...

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Categories: crier, history
Form: Prose Poetry

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