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Conflict
A Poem by
Greg the Bard
Conflict The wind sweeps silently across the open ground Little stands in the way of its erosion The cement aircraft bunkers whistle in their sta..
Worth
A Poem by
Greg the Bard
Worth An assignation is counterpart to justice When justice is the assignation Sublime in the mind of man If the justice is subliminal in ones h..
Red Dress
A Poem by
Greg the Bard
Red Dress A shade shifts as a light breeze blows through Grays are mixed with bright morning hues Silk sheets drape her back and nightgown S..
Hearts
A Poem by
Greg the Bard
Hearts He sees a time when he believed That a girl once wanted him as he saw her That a dream could be so beautiful A smile so light She he..
Haggar The Great
A Poem by
Greg the Bard
Haggar The Great Short and stout he stands his ground Swinging his double sided Ax Cutting the preponderance of flesh The timber shook as it spl..
Resolute Rain
A Poem by
Greg the Bard
Resolute Rain Rain comes in many colors Blue, green, gray and white The strength measured in time alone Flowing quickly through the night Ho..
Football
A Poem by
Greg the Bard
Football Football comes and football goes Starting and ending when it does Fans line the Boulevards Outside the stadiums Looking for tickets h..
Innocents
A Poem by
Greg the Bard
Innocents He stole her innocents at sixty three She thought she’d lost it at the age of three Her mother found it when she was sixteen He ..
Roads
A Poem by
Greg the Bard
Roads Frost did write of things untold Making the word sound very bold It’s not a lark the things he said Filling our minds with things of..
Together No More
A Poem by
Greg the Bard
Together No More The sound of the Itunes record was loud Emptiness fell across my thoughts As pleasant as a cool breeze on a hot day With little..
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