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the goatherdA Poem by Peaches Rosean old goatherd comes to the meadow everyday.he shows up at nine sharp every morning.tapping his stick and calling 'eh! eh! hoy! hoy!'he leads his goa.. |
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Attuned, Analysis (To You)A Poem by Andrea GreeneJust things. Not necessarily poetry. I enjoyed writing this. Although this may be one of my last poems on here. I like and loathe generating epiphani.. |
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At Caedmon’s GraveA Poem by Michael R. BurchAt Caedmon’s GravebyMichael R. BurchAt the monastery of Whitby,on a day when the sun sank through the sea,and the gulls shrieked wildly, jubilan.. |
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