4Th Poems - Poems about 4Th

--Blossom Monyei-- Beaten, Hurt, Whipped, Nailed, He paid for me Not with gold But with His life A promise of love. I won’t forget His great gift, The blood He gave, The price He paid. When I get lost, He finds me. He leaves the rest Just to bring me back. My sins were deep, But His blood cleaned me. Now I am saved, With Him forever free. #blossommonyei #liberiapoetry Liberia Poetry Association....

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Lovely Day No dismay Sing away Blazing sun Children run So much fun Summer bliss Wind’s soft kiss Do not miss! ...

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anticipated Albany albatrosses buried bumpy bugs beyond the bay creepy curious cats dug them up dinner for dogs they said in disgust even the dogs turned up their snouts at the bugs frenzied finicky felines are crazy they barked giant crows arrived and devoured the gruesome bugs helping themselves to six or eight at a time I am glad these raptors showed up...

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The Pleasure Remembered. I saw her in a cafe yesterday; years had not been kind to her her hair was matted, her skin was dry, and her lips were a sullen grimace, not quite hiding her miss- coloured teeth. Once, we slept entwined. I kissed the body and often burrowed my head in her honey pot and drank her love...

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downcast, downtrodden, down-in-the-mouth house not perky enough for a raccoon or a mouse was passed over quickly by Lee Ann’s spouse Buying this monstrosity would make him a louse....

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cobweb on corner this fence is weirdly brand new fast acting spider...

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Bumble, the baby bee had the best cradle of all It was carved out of a walnut by his Grandpa Paul It rocked in the wind, gave a gentle little sway Bumble slept inside it cozily, snoring away...

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gnarly snarly wharly harly barley troll when we use his path, he demands a toll When we protest, he hangs us upside down The villagers come by and call us clown gnarly snarly wharly harly barley troll Humiliating us kids is his ultimate goal He is good at it, an expert in fact; I know. He has hung me twice by my...

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If I could catch the stars in a mason jar would it be enough to prove myself? I don't want to be here anymore. I want to be up in space where all of the fireflies reside. They don't care if I'm not good enough. ...

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You joined the Navy. I joined the circus. I was always a clown, and you were always so serious. ...

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I am a circus freak— collar popped, polka dots. You throw apples and boo; I hate all of you too. I’m not bothered, though. One day, I’ll start a revolution and set fire to this whole place. You see me as a freak; I see myself as one of you elites— three-piece suit, walking cane. I’m going to dismantle the aristocracy internally. Join the cause or die. ...

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Among the sky, Among the earth, Among the sand, Among the dirt, Among the sleet, Among the snow— Rests impermanence, our only home. ...

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she was sitting on her bumble bee singing a rumble dumble tumble ditty is that an elf, gnome or a faerie? This was asked by far-sighted Grandma Tee. She is a faerie, said her granddaughter Zee. How do you know? Asked Grandma Tee She has faerie wings, replied little Zee You are so bright! Said Grandma Tee....

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a penny saved is a penny earned adding insult to injury, her love was spurned afraid of his own shadow and against all odds airing his dirty laundry happened to both Todds the all mighty dollar earned by a chip off the old block all talk no action and an axe to grind, said Mrs. McLock barking up the wrong tree...

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We used to play red rover red rover send NAME right over. Send Billy, he’s frilly, his skin’s white as vanilly. Send Jackie, she’s whacky, let’s give her a smacky. We were ruthless in our run, slamming arms, yet full of fun. The game was easy to understand, the person who was named had to run. And try to get...

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