Tully Poems - Poems about Tully

...My illusion is fading as life slips away Like a snake sheds its skin that gets lost though each day Still begins with a sunrise, of course! I awake, Life's past lessons less certain, though I may ......

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...Can somebody please give this uber **** fuller a lyft? alternately titled: jump starter for clunky, junky, quirky, xyz mechanic wanted in tow tow - chassis what I mean?) As the proud graduated ......

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...Each year in August the teams descend, cricket foe morphing quickly to friend, Bonds are forged on a pitch unique, camped on the banks of Reedybrook creek. The grass is cut, the fields set out, th......

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...Marjory Wentworth Mother Three Year Anniversary of Mary Kneeland Heath Tully death. I thought of Heath Kits and Tully's coffee when I had seen her name. What might I find on her thought......

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...Nascent thought provoking threads flit to and fro unseen solitary pinball wizard cavalierly fiddles indiscriminately leveraging outcome silently holistic thought fragments strewn staccoto sca......

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..."Just let me hold you," my dream, my request, (Though no rainbow in transit can stay)! I divest My last pretense of permanence: I don't belong! Mine's a promise not meant to be verse in a song. B......

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...dank seasonal veil vapors slip their dark moorings a vampiric death? Brian Johnston November 8, 2015......

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...Over the top of Tammy hill came Tully’s motor car, Tully never drove it very fast nor ever very far. In his youth he’d taught us all How to pilot our ride, It was a job he did very well ......

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...I walk into hell Scream at the demons within They rip my flesh from my face Revealing my true grin I glanced to my right As I fight them away I see another human Standing proudly beside me Sh......

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...Just past the tully grass, Hidden in a berry patch. Gassamer Willowshimmer has slipped into her matchbox bed. Fireflys sing her lollybyes untill heavy sets into her eyes. Dimming down there brigh......

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