Jumper Poems - Poems about Jumper

I used to jump from aeroplanes Naked With nothing But a parachute A prayer And a pair of Doc Marten boots I've landed in some strange places Once in a chair Once or twice in the mud A Woman once I said will you? She said no! But she meant yes I guess? One time I fell through a roof And landed in someone's bed! The husband wasn't very pleased I can't...

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The moonbroch is quite pronounced tonight—rain can’t be far off. It will be good for the vegetable garden and save my back from having to cart water for a few days. Not too much rain, though, as the skins of the tomatoes would split; they are about to be harvested ... in their prime ...

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some of her poems is remind of that mother of the worms who is a big writer and her poems short in pretty forms...

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I must be getting older now; not always fond of walking in the rain. I used to love to puddle jump; only my youngest knew me not insane. In pouring rain, we’d run the trails, find all the largest water spots to stomp. We’d giggle when we spied a hole, and race to see who’d be the first to romp. These days, I...

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The tartan plaids are passé’, the new young hip fabric designer said. She brought out the bolts of her new fall line and I gasped with joy. I had never seen such beauty on a plain brown background of wool. I reached to stroke the material, loving the oranges, pinks and yellows. This is so gorgeous! I told her....

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On a twelve inch ledge On the twenty-seventh floor He tried to sort out his life. From his high school days Through his college days To the woman he called his wife. His dreams had been many But his prospects were few, Life was at best second rate, His dreams died away As his prospects grew worse, He resigned himself to his fate. A crowd gathered round To...

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Leftie I was and leftie I be. I never watch stupidity on reality TV Except Married at First Sight Which gives me delight I am a hippie, a gypsy, a faerie, I flee…. From those who have absolute ideas, for they frighten me. My ideas are flexible, I am a listener, and a jumper. I jump from this to that easily, Fearful of...

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i take a deep breath bliss as i jump off a high ledge im flying im floating falling through the air angels try to catch me by my hair i look like a dolly falling from the air you don't really know me but i've finally jumped im free -e.g....

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A very sexy lady once took me aside Patted me on my enormous backside Said, lose some pounds And we'll go a few rounds But the lump in my jumper committed suicide...

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There's no one else not even myself creep love into sunlight as hate watches it leave Spoon feed hope on hunger strike knowing he can't have long Selling souls to belong Take these words Thee sword With E seed contort Always short of short Follow without support A rap with a port or are you under standing underneath the feet of giants wearing Hatters cap Cheshire on my lap sipping on an app...

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Plummeting down rascally Falls Cowering tumbling forward swirls Down falling down falling down Powering Crescent trapped in the spiral graphic flaws Falling plummeting down falling Falling to the ground I am forward bound Caution yet read By the following cut sounds Sounds of the sparring Robins Twittering sparrows chirps He's fallen He's fallen and he can't get up All Fall...

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Look at them ! The jumpers! could be you or me ! 911 the nightmare and now more people! Jumping out of a burning building in Bangladesh 29/03/19 OK lets go jumpers ! Lazy just another day at work ...

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What do I say to this How to find words? I don't have them, nor do I have rhyme It all eludes me suddenly Sometimes a friend enters your heart with so much force that all locked doors and closed windows Swing open And let sunshine in Jean, I cannot express what this means to me I wish I could show you my face right now But I cannot. But can I...

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Judiciously I pick just the right colours. Judging by the size of Jeanie my cute grandchild. Joy to knit for her in January chills a jumper warm as this one....

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A long sleeved sweater is far more applicable than a cardigan in a heat wave located in the bathroom. But falling snowflakes from showerheads is an uneven crust upon tiles. See now the little flea jumping around in that mud arch. It is very clever. And chats incessantly about the state of foreign affairs, the...

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