Ride Out Poems - Poems about Ride Out

...The charming Miss Lola dwelt in the small town, at the edge of Red River, With only her goose, 'Rouge.' She was named after her spot of wet vigor. Rouge was the darling of Miss Lola, like......

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...I am in the middle of nowhere without a gun, bullets, bow or spear, the philistine are coming upon me and an angry crowd is moving towards the square. You have got to help me to get out of here, f......

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...Ride out the hollow hills, my corgi steed Though your size is tiny Your brave heart is almighty! ......

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...I'm struggling with the life I live. And depression consumes me. There's no escaping these troubles, at least not that I can see. My only choice is to ride out this raging storm of no hope. T......

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...We are hunkered down again as we watch the land cry evacuation gathering medication pets helping others as neighbors become first responders helping others checking on elderly residents r......

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...A child's war suddenly, there was a war people drew the curtains called " blinds" the boy had no idea what was going on only there was a fear in the air the next thing he knew, he sat in a bas......

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...We began our day with breakfast at the Biscuit where the biscuits were almost as big as the dish… then on to Pike Place Market where they’re famous for throwing the fish. Since water plays a......

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...I was somewhere deep in Kansas on a Triumph 69’ When your song came on the jukebox and hit me from behind I was headed for a bad place and cared for nothing much When I heard the song ‘Melissa,......

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...I promise I would be a good girl when I go out into the world, I promise to stay out of trouble and return home in a hurry. I promised never to play in the street or walk barefoot, I promise I would ......

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...I was somewhere deep in Kansas on a Triumph 69’ When your song came on the jukebox and hit me from behind I was headed for a bad place and cared for nothing much When I heard the song ‘Melissa,......

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...My childhood of the 1960's, all those years ago, feels like a Saturday in my journey nostalgic. The Cowsill's song "Flower Girl," their purity of song, of smiles. A daydream streams, of runnin......

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...Midnight darkness suddenly descended upon the city as morning peeped through the blackened sky the city waits in suspense to die. They have been working for several days battening up windows and ......

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...I always hear the sound of guitars strumming harmonica music and cowboys humming when I feel a warm night breeze upon my face Whenever I look at a summer night sky or hear the sound of a coyot......

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...She's up in the morning two hours before dawn has done most of her chores before the lights come on Already milked the cows and gathered up the eggs even put liniment on the horse’s sore le......

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... vexed to gall no anchor for rancour remains no safe harbor for grudges on crutches nor bitterness born of regret's aftertaste for we agreed to differ, with our bygones forgone to move ......

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