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Insect bites on cool skin, making
the journey down unknown rivers.
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December 2006, the fugue begins
as an inert drudge takes flight.
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Destination’s unknown?
As I take flight
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Having lived in Hong Kong for a year, this is a poem about my own personal take on the city.
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Having lived in Hong Kong for a year, this is my own personal view on the city.
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This is about the limestone pinnacles of China.
by clare24
22 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 5 11:00 PM 2007. In Travel
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The first thing I noticed were her stubby fingers
tucked next to each other
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Driving
Grand Avenue sucks
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Our Island's well protected/and that is good to know./IF you have a gentle spirit/in NIRVANA you will grow.
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Sundrenched porticos / brightly painted facades / smiles fixed / for today’s crop / of turistas / Museum-quality / invitation: / look, but
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I am in my ship / Going in and out of time / One day I would be in England / In the year 1599 / When they knew nothing about toilets / And threw their waste out the window / And Shakespere was popular / And held
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BROTHERHOOD and FRIENDSHIP (c) Copyright 2007 by Earl F. Hubbard Jr. / (from MORE ADVENTURES of 'THE LITTLE STAR' coming SOON) / Little Log
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Fall Creek Falls in so beautiful / It is set upon a beautiful lake / And when you eat at the buffet / You can look across the lake / At bea
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LITTLE LOGAN and HIS GRANNY (c) Copyright 2007 by Earl F. Hubbard Jr. / (from MORE ADVENTURES of 'THE LITTLE STAR' coming SOON) / Little Lo
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SOMETHING'S BUGGING ME (c) Copyright 2006 by Earl F. Hubbard Jr. / (from MORE ADVENTURES of 'THE LITTLE STAR' coming SOON) / I've had this
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I'm in me Captain's Quarters-feeling rather ill.For the common cold-we still don't have a pill.
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A LITTLE PUB IN DUPLIN (c) Copyright 2007 by Earl F. Hubbard Jr. / (from MORE ADVENTURES OF 'THE LITTLE STAR!' coming SOON) / In a pub in D
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Don't count your chickens - / before your chickens hatch. / When you're in a sub - / always close the hatch
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Mr. Skinny Bones is back - and Sexy Cheryl, too - she wanted something from The Captain - that CHEW-OWW-WHA couldn't do.
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The Queen gave us a puppy - that we named ALLEY OOP - with six hens and a rooster - from her chicken coop.
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Cheryl and CHEW-OWW-WHA -have been playing Hide and Seek - we haven't seen hide (nor hair) of them - for a bloody week.
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We took Logan from The Queen - and a tear fell from her eye - we could see she really loved him - and it was hard to say GOOD BYE.
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Jim Bob is The Earl - of everything that's hard - and he is The Duke - of Lennon Boulevard.
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At the Costume Ball - Logan was A STAR - He sang like Paul McCartney - / and played the bass guitar.
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We rode a ferry on The Mersey - with Prince Charles and The Queen -with Fergie and Prince Andrew - and a chap called Mr. Bean.
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Back on Nirvana Island - LONELY DUCK became a Dad - so now he is a LUCKY DUCK - who is no longer sad.
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There are so many destinations without names, / catching at my feet as I wander by, / telling me that this this where I belong. / My tongue
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We made all the silly deadlines - / on The Silly Deadline Sea - / for a pirate's chest of gold - / and a handsome salary.
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This sea of silly deadlines - crept up on us FAST - We have so much to do - and none of them are last.
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On the way to London - / we saw a yellow sub - / with a nowhere man - / a scrubbing in a tub.
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On the sea of silence - Logan didn't cry -We couldn't hear a pin drop -
even though we tried.
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We had a mass on Sunday - for a special little boy - who was rather fond of saying - LAND HO and SHIP AHOY!
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Cornbread, jam, and coffee - coffeecake and tea - bacon, eggs, and crumpets - sweet honey from a bee -
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They changed the James to Michael - / But I can't imagine why - / He'll always be a James to me - / a happy little guy.
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Riding westward, swaying in my seat, / the ever-present speeding sounds, the rhythmic / clickity-clack-clickity-clack / plays fata morgana to my senses / cataloging the scenery / slowly sliding by. / In those
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Logan James was born today - / to Jim Bob and his love - / The first child on our Island's- / a blessing from above.
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A crocodile was rocking - / on our patio - / lip-sinking to McCartney - / on our radio.
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A thick white fog is rolling in / as the plane slides smoothly along the runway. / Taking off with a bump, thump and grind, / the smell of exhaust is creeping through the cabin / igniting that small flame of doubt
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I awoke this morning - to a lovely symphony - from an orchestra of birdies - orchestrating in a tree.
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We made love in the snow - / but it wasn't cold at all - / The snow on the mountain - / became a waterfall
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Cold wet stones rise up to meet my feet / as I walk on in the hard rain, / orange umbrella swinging loose at my side. / Wet hair plasters a
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What will I find when I alight / from my interminable flight? / I want to see this land of sand, / of oil, gas, and Allah's might.
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how i'd love to go down under, take a little Texas thunder...
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Rays of warmth caress the thick green of the highland mountains; / Stout and noble, they thrust from the emerald sea / In crags and turrets and luscious rolling hills. / Wrought with life, of every shape and form, / F
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