61 Poems - Poems about 61

Too many times I walked down that road Too many signs said “lighten your load” Too many faces came out of the rain Too many phrases I couldn’t explain (now) Too many voices attract and repel Too many choices heaven or hell Too many warnings in search of an ear Too many mornings in love with my fear Too many chances to hide from the change Too many off ramps that lead — to more pain (Site Of The Main Point: September, 2024) ...

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Note 16. 61 leaves Bright orange leafs dance, Seasons changing, nature's art, Late night drives, love's warmth. 61's winding, Whispers of memories past, Shared moments now lost. Fall's hues embrace us, As bittersweet sorrow lingers, Love's touch now distant. Yet, in tender dreams, Leafs on trees and love unfold, Moments once cherished...

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Lunch time vacation destination Was upon the Damian Hakim Brood. Everybody was excited. Damian announced, "Family, we will be leaving 7 o'clock evening time! We're flying by private jet at 10:15 pm." And I know Everybody packed all their Necessities." The mothers asked around. "Is Everybody packed, Bathing Suits, outfits. Check your stuff. Your suit cases." Molly...

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This Thanksgiving, I’m thankful to be alive. I have spent most of my life waiting to die. Every year, I’m not sure if I’ll survive, But somehow, with a little luck, I scrape by. I’ve purposely lost weight to keep myself thinner, Hoping to keep myself from being frozen. It has worked, because I haven’t become dinner. I’ve been lucky enough to...

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Cry to the Lord with a real passion make sure you mean it by heart believe in prayer that God hears for if you don't no point to start Prayer is a spiritual mystery how God hears you in heaven no matter where you're on earth oh Lord hear me before it's eleven In one's heart feeling overwhelmed making loud cries to our heavenly...

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18.61 “For the deluded one, even rest is an activity For the wise, even action bears the fruit of stillness” Stillness within all chaotic movement external Not by control but as a reflex orientation Paves way to cognise movement in stillness internal We may call this meditation in continuation Meditation effortless There being no doer Presence in stillness Has the Divine as...

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In the cottage Dyndoeth spoke with Joulupukki. “I simply do not see any way that you can accomplish the goals you have set in the amount of time that has been given. As noble as your desire is, to return your father and your mother to the Village...

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We struggled along damp, smoke-filled streets; leaves still summer green, a chilly breeze rustling some, turned golden early in anticipation of the fall. Neil at one end of the log; me at the other. Occasionally we paused our journey, rested; took turns with the diminishing gobstopper; and backward walking with the heavy branch. Early October, our collecting started; we had first-dibs on...

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The undersides of school chairs all gooey with gum We thought it such fun back in sixty-one In sixty-two we tore fruit loops from the backs of girls' shirts The innocent way we first learned to flirt In sixty-three we all wore skin-tight 'H.I.S.' pants That ripped near your bulges ...

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Maintaining his distance, Dylan felt safe A musical drifter not born for one place His words once released, to live on their own The road calling windward —far from his home (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)...

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We go in deep Into waking, dreaming & deep sleep Recognising singularity Astonished at duality When bliss does us smother Who is the other? We thus contemplate God being in all states What is the source of awareness Where resides memory in consciousness Between the differentiated states of being Or in the void of cessation of breath flowing Or the one becoming two to...

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There is a desperate bent in Men who lose, A silent howl that seeks the lie to prove, That She Loved Him, who otherwise did choose, And shunned him! Seek with teaspoon seas to move, And you, my friend, my silent fool, my boy Will suffer for your faith, for ‘twas ill-placed. Why can you not believe? Why must you...

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Prayer poem .. my call out 61 I who in long hour .. low down in despair I who need repair And confidence I who mourn In struggle I who tremble Who is lost I who hurt And in pain I who cry For hope I who is rejected And failed I who pray For redemption On my knees For rescue .. Show your greatness in my sky Save me with your might my God O...

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May God be blessed for His peaceful rest in all His promises not one did fail for He is faithful to His own people all God's word is good come rain or hail The Lord is our God as with our fathers will be with us proving He is good never to leave us nor forsake us so we incline our...

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an image crystallised...

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