Strait Poems - Poems about Strait

China claims that the Taiwan Strait Does not divorce it from its mate But China's been busted It can not be trusted Since it reneged on Hong Kong's fate!...

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From toothed alps to McKenzie High Country to hardwood alpine forest and fernland, there rises the jewel Aoraki out of the jagged ice age peaks so grand. And polar winds at its rock face below chill Lake Te Anau’s willow and bluegum, where the frozen wild lowland tussocks grow and rainbow river trout...

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The Bass Strait sealing rush began in eighteen-o-three, where at least a dozen vessels were wrestling with the sea, for the China trade was booming, for the want of skins and oils. This was the first real export, from Australian soils. With prices high as gold, more entered in the Strait. Ships joining in the rush, from India, France, U.S.A. Sea...

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I’ll exit in quiet and angst-hastened steps Over the sanded dust on that jinxing floor; And with well-metered gait soon shoot out Into a sea of blank faces beyond the door. I own I must pity each unspeaking grain Of sad earth asleep under my agile feet, Unaware of those heavy strides of pain, Resolute where tears and anxiety meet....

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The Strait & Narrow 6-23-2016 Some spent adolescence in foolhardy thought, then observing the sun setting on advanced days. Thinking they could handle whatever life brought, but seeing at the end it isn’t the fiddler who pays. So hold head a little higher, don’t cross the line, for mistakes we’ve made we’ll be held accountable. Take the high road, trust God, and...

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I encountered the cursed female along the way. Six heads had she; six heads to devour my men. My crew and I held tight to the cliffs to survive that day. Six of my men were devoured on that voyage back then. We landed on an island, the island of the Sun. I didn't want to go there, but my...

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Wandering And Loafing thither-stunned I knew, Scorching sweat-and a grim creature view, Aye troubled and loaded vista of misery, Swirling with abjectness seeming weary, Nor they stand upright neither they sit calm, Where they where ,never in placid nay in ominous realm, Prepare for prepare on this abominable flame of war, They freaked out through futile power, Hence ‘tis a royal...

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Upon my wrist are ten strait lines and there they stay for all of time they show my pain from day to day and i know they'll never fade One for my father who wasn't there one for my mother who didn't care one for my grandma who gave me away one for a crush who said no way one for a boy who broke...

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The Strait ~A strait betwixt two, denying reality… one’s faith…Love’s wisdom! For and in honor of Brian Strand And Contest: Whatever...

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she walks in the room. it gets quiet or clears, but she doesn't know why. when they do talk to her, she starts to stutter -- not used to her own voice. she seems to be not "camera ready" to them. she doesn't want to change. if she tries to make small talk with them, they become noticeably nervous. they might think she has something to hide, but...

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