Donald Meikle
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Tullamore DewA Poem by Donald MeikleTones of almost heard familiar voices A sweet soft sense of heather hillside Salt aired breeze in shivered warmth The faint far sound of fife a.. |
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Another planA Poem by Donald MeikleSomeday probably a Tuesday When greed oversleeps I'll sit on a jetty feet in the sea and suck down a beer with a melting cheese burger Then burp .. |
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EbolaA Story by Donald Meikleover the top reactions |
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Stroking TimeA Story by Donald MeikleHere With afternoon sunlight blinding my glasses She's busy in Eden I'm ready for wine Tossing words out into space Tiring one finger Using no i.. |
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Coat of many colorsA Poem by Donald MeikleThanksgiving |
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To Lie in WaitA Poem by Donald MeikleRest Stop |
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Ode to Robin WilliamsA Poem by Donald MeikleI have spent the day in shock and despair Listening to everyone including Barack Obama Praising all the goodness you have done Reminding me of all.. |
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HeavenA Poem by Donald MeikleShe bends in her garden gathering weeds as I watch wistful. With fear of nagging pain, where I to try a fistful. We two search for asparagus spr.. |
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FreelanceA Story by Donald MeikleHe walked out on to the quadrangle It didn't bother him that people could see him This was different Nobody knew him He was a complete stranger to.. |
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Where was I?A Poem by Donald Meikleinexorable time |
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