73 Poems - Poems about 73

Your Voice Matters - Bitcoin Poem 073

Your voice matters - take a stand
Share how Bitcoin makes you free
Shake the fiat shackles off
Do your part and you will see

Mining, holding, running nodes
Buying, teaching, giving too
In all of these, you spread your voice
And stand for what you know is true

Your voice matters - don’t be shy
Bitcoin changes us for good
No theft of money

It Wont Go - Bite Sized 73

When sorrow steals into your heart,
And makes herself a shadowed part,
Of every hour, with pain and strife,
Don’t contemplate ending your life.
Your pain wont go, even in deepest despair.
You will pass your pain to those that care.

Chapter 73 -- Damian Delilah Mallory: the Historical Hakims' Hit the Road

10 o'clock am the morning 
Quest: A country side bike ride.
Molly woke Dolly and Damian.
Woke Everyone on that July 
Morning of 2038. They had a Bicycle 
Expedition to tend to plus a newly
Minted swimming pool which was
Only completed a day ago and 
The children hadn't seen yet.
The children woke complaining.
Damian said, "Hakim comply!
Beside, pool party!!

No Title, Yet - 73

I’d never really worried about meeting someone,
But the day that I met Selma, I understood why.
Everything about her told me that she was the one,
So I wasn’t about to let the chance pass me by.

No matter what the result was going to be,
I had to know if she may have felt the same way.
Two days

Sonnet 73: 'The Agon of a Love Thrown Out, Debased'

The agon of a love thrown out, debased, 
Doth wound as deep as deeply ever could 
It cuts across the veins in my pump based 
And turns my heartfelt words to dull, dry wood. 
It is a blinding shadow hid in wit 
That thinks, by wit that it cannot be seen, 
A diamond rose, and

Celestial Christmas Eve '73

*Image of Comet Kohoutek by Wilkie.

Celestial Christmas Eve '73

'Twas day of Christmas eve, seventy-three,
Comet Kohoutek, badminton like sleeve,
Play-daytime Santa, store-bought gifts wrap-free,
'Twas day of Christmas eve, seventy-three,
Comet tail swells, Kohoutek shoot o'er sea,
Party with friends we all saw Christmas eve,
'Twas day of Christmas eve, seventy-three,
Comet Kohoutek, badminton like sleeve!

2022 January 30

Landsbyen -Into the North- An Epic Poem 73

This became their routine for the next four days, until on the fourth night they were looking for a clearing in which to ground the deer, when the marker became so bright in front of them they could hardly see, passing right through it, Joulupukki could see a small clearing beneath them.  Lumi yelled

God's Hand Made and Fashioned Me - Psalm 119: 73-80

God's hand has created many a soul
finding its shape as He did wish
ask of Him for real understanding
help He'll give by His holy word's daily dish

Have a real hope in God's word
so those that fear God can rejoice
in one's heart knowing of God's rules
truly righteous to give a true voice

In one's affliction, God is faithful
so

Haiku's Temple 73

Leaves:-,
one by one,
floates.

U S Air Force Is 73

the saber sliced cake
the cool perfectly straight clip
into rectangle
military style of cut
pride flies from female airman

9/18/2020

Vbt Practice 73 of 112

Taking either imbibing knowledge or employing will
Before recognition or transmission we become still
In the gap between commencement & completion
Void of emptiness is wherein throbs our meditation 

A few examples ...
Not quite so simple

We look at an object wanting to know what it is
Yet before we recognise it we end the quiz 
And thus there remain
In

Musings On Shakespeare's Sonnet 73

Some parts of life are permanent,
alas, some aspects not:
The morning temperature feels chill;
by midday it grows hot.
The money spent on cell phones'
long-term value which I sought,
Too soon is gone, as more is spent
on upgrades I've since bought.
	
The sun in its celestial course
yields light, black night, or shade.
Old years tossed out with calendars
as fire's embers fade.
Some

Sedentary

Surely God is good,
Surely to Israel,
Surely God is good to Israel, 
Surely God to pure hearts,  
(please don’t call me Surely)
Soitenly God-Blessed are the dear-heart folks?
Who shall have attended God?

But 
As for me

I slipped, I stumbled, I hit the ground running to heavens to Betsy to pieces
See! 
Laugh!
Sinners are much more
Unchained!
Untied to the wheel-death

That Day In '73

That Day In ‘73

That day in ‘73 was as clear and pristine as glass ice,
Torched by a brace of smitten souls falling in love.
There was no lush music to be heard in this duet,
No swiveling rhythms or conga lines for the long dance,
Nay, these two lovers found quiet shade and a fantasy,
Parked intimately beneath a

Fires of Imagination 73

a word from the Lord

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