‘Frisco (Bill Adams Poems)
Long lines of ships at moorings used to lieBesides the wharves of 'Frisco. All the dayThe chipping hammers rang upon ...
Long lines of ships at moorings used to lieBesides the wharves of 'Frisco. All the dayThe chipping hammers rang upon ...
Trumpeter, what are you scrounging now;Is it the call I'm seeking?The dinner smells good, p'rhaps it's suetty pud,Or they're bringing ...
Here is a tale of the Rockies,And of Rockies I know quite a few;There's the mint rock, the flint rock, ...
Did you see me walking by the Buick Repairs?I was thinking of youhaving a Coke in the heat it was ...
I In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky waiting for ...
I hope my good old asshole holds out 60 years it's been mostly OK Tho in Bolivia a fissure operation ...
I said fate plays a game without a score, and who needs fish if you've got caviar? The triumph of ...
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
Many setups. At least as many falls. Winter is paralyzing the country, but not here. Here, the boys are impersonating ...
I'm thinking about you. What else can I say? The palm trees on the reverse are a delusion; so is ...
My faith is a great weight hung on a small wire, as doth the spider hang her baby on a ...
In Memoriam What's missing is the eyeballs in each of us, but it doesn't matter because you've got the bucks, ...
We was in a crump-'ole, 'im and me; Fightin' wiv our bayonets was we; Fightin' 'ard as 'ell we was, ...
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
The chorus frogs in the big lagoon Would sing their songs to the silvery moon. Tenor singers were out of ...
'Twas on a Sunday morning, and in the year of 1888, The steamer "Saxmundham," laden with coal and coke for ...
How does it happen, tell me, That I who was the most erudite of lawyers, Who knew Blackstone and Coke ...
Can't swim; uses credit cards and pills to combat intolerable feelings of inadequacy; Won't admit his dread of boredom, chief ...
It's my birtday I've got an empty stomach and the desire to be lazy in the hammock and maybe go ...
3-foot blue cannisters of nitro along a conveyor belt, slow fish speaking the language of silence. On the roof, I ...
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