"dask" poems - Hello Poetry

Hippity hippity hobo hopped a train in mobo, whilst mobo and toe-do flowdoed down dits bitsy mountain. She-ha and he-haw hast rode bikes to sleetah where burritos were bandits and bandista's on barnyard fence. Smoky and choky were high on mangozee and tis they loved posies of the same tilling field. Geuber and Gruber maketh infants as scoopers whilst dust is their slooper, Slippery dipsy dask.. . uncle tis and Mrs tas. Tadpole Bennie, neon jenny, Mike and shunny.. Bunnies of two..honey's of few. Crick-crackle pop the hobo didst hop, as I caught him, as he fell, he bumped his head and yelled...( Hobo forever) As I smiled to his passions...

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Jun 23, 2015

Jun 23, 2015 at 1:45 PM UTC

brandon-nagley

Do the hobo hop

Hippity hippity hobo hopped a train in mobo, whilst mobo and toe-do flowdoed down dits bitsy mountain. She-ha and he-haw hast rode bikes to sleetah where burritos were bandits and bandista's on barnyard fence. Smoky and choky were high on mangozee and tis they loved posies of the same tilling field. Geuber and Gruber maketh infants as scoopers whilst dust is their slooper, Slippery dipsy dask.. . uncle tis and Mrs tas. Tadpole Bennie, neon jenny, Mike and shunny.. Bunnies of two..honey's of few. Crick-crackle pop the hobo didst hop, as I caught him, as he fell, he bumped his head and yelled...( Hobo forever) As I smiled to his passions...

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Am unsure about the interactions I make with people Do they hold friendship or carry enemies ? Am unsure about the way the wind roars Does it carry rain or hold tsunamis Am unsure about the changes of the colors Inthe Sky change Do they only mean dask and dawn ? Am unsure about technology Does it really benefit man or it's a complete waste? Am unsure about the way am trying to relay this poem on a piece of technology Will anyone want to grab the baton ? And if I do run will I be able to finish or just wasting my time ?

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May 21, 2016

May 21, 2016 at 4:50 PM UTC

Bloommona

Half finished 1

Am unsure about the interactions I make with people Do they hold friendship or carry enemies ? Am unsure about the way the wind roars Does it carry rain or hold tsunamis Am unsure about the changes of the colors Inthe Sky change Do they only mean dask and dawn ? Am unsure about technology Does it really benefit man or it's a complete waste? Am unsure about the way am trying to relay this poem on a piece of technology Will anyone want to grab the baton ? And if I do run will I be able to finish or just wasting my time ?

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Frosted ivory undivided wings Bambino of new beginnings Hummingbird Ching's, Ornamentations to be as sidewalks Brisk in mountain image A dask A dusk A pull A scrimmage. Frilly tress amenity Angels do come Devils leave, As Flambeau's do garnish so lively!!! Pekoe from ourn bouquet redolence Wild sinner's and innocent Sparked by fuse of Muse's poet... Ride it Moan it A perfume of new days Macy's!!! Parched Hazy Yet sun blasts in with all perfection For thy queen of ressurection hast risen me As Christ was the third day!!!

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Jun 4, 2015

Jun 4, 2015 at 2:41 PM UTC

brandon-nagley

sciatháin Eabhair frosted ( frosted ivory wings) old irish tongue!!

Frosted ivory undivided wings Bambino of new beginnings Hummingbird Ching's, Ornamentations to be as sidewalks Brisk in mountain image A dask A dusk A pull A scrimmage. Frilly tress amenity Angels do come Devils leave, As Flambeau's do garnish so lively!!! Pekoe from ourn bouquet redolence Wild sinner's and innocent Sparked by fuse of Muse's poet... Ride it Moan it A perfume of new days Macy's!!! Parched Hazy Yet sun blasts in with all perfection For thy queen of ressurection hast risen me As Christ was the third day!!!

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dawn to dask birds brack and bruss you see a tree you see a bloom. around a tree a butterfly and bee. a blue bird you shal see.

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Jul 14, 2014

Jul 14, 2014 at 3:31 AM UTC

gjhu

blue birds and blossems

dawn to dask birds brack and bruss you see a tree you see a bloom. around a tree a butterfly and bee. a blue bird you shal see.

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A silver dale stagelit on silhouetted horizon Treasured musing in grassy hedgerows at dask A walk under spells of secret cat calls And hark the birds take night in flight. You pretty of shade and hour have hope Thank goodness you now fair long to become The flower of days when Summer you danced And woods rang gaily to the tuneful hum. Love Mary ***

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Nov 15, 2018

Nov 15, 2018 at 11:19 AM UTC

mary-gay-kearns

Silverdale.

A silver dale stagelit on silhouetted horizon Treasured musing in grassy hedgerows at dask A walk under spells of secret cat calls And hark the birds take night in flight. You pretty of shade and hour have hope Thank goodness you now fair long to become The flower of days when Summer you danced And woods rang gaily to the tuneful hum. Love Mary ***

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