A One Poems - Poems about A One

Life is a one time offer Use it well to your advantage Be an example to do good to others In doing business, act with fairness Extend help in times of calamity Never become rich in the usury of others Give love with a compassionate heart Help those who cannot help themselves Never be enamored of things temporal Seek things which leads you to...

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If the clock is ticking, what will we write, in as conjure a rhythm, a soft beat, which resonates with childlike heart’s delight? To do so fellow souls, is no mere feat. Save by making mind in sync with our soul, enabled only if we surrender, can presence hope to succeed in this goal, which we will later behold in wonder. As we...

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February 13th, 2023 - old man winter gave a one...two punch Overladen snow covered crackle and crunch though, this skeptic owned a doubtful hunch that such 24/7 round the clock whether coverage would make laughingstock of forecasting how Jack Frost feigned being out to lunch, whereby inaccurate weather forecasters outsmarted courtesy Mother Nature, where snowfall accumulation tallied one for the record books, a...

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Menacing lover from a myth; He pushes my boundary line, I’m claimed every December fifth; Sticks shout leaving behind a mark; Take the beating and do not bark, full mouth there’s nothing to discuss; I nurse what was done in the dark; Just a one night stand with Krampus....

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A lazy afternoon And an empty classroom. As I’m about to fall asleep, At the same time I fell for you. “Because” you look Beautiful in my eyes, and Because of then, I’ve been getting Butterflies at the glimpse of you doing what you Love, making me fall for you even harder. Catching a glimpse from time to time, ‘Cause it’s the same way you Caught...

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I LOVE A ONE HIS NAME IS JESUS I love a one His name is Jesus Thinking the thoughts of one continually at naught There nothing wrong if your thoughts are pure concerning holy thinking In the presence of the Father and Jesus Thinking the thoughts of one continually at naught I thank my Father for this New Day and I...

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Today my flowing pen Streams screaming words Cascading to hungry eyes And thirsty ears of waves Of the oceans of minds Waiting to be sailed upon In the winds of whatever The day has decided to blow Into sleeping sails awaiting To be blown into awakening Awareness breezing their way Over wrinkling waters Tearing to froth upon healing Shores to be absorbed by Dry sands of hope seeking Long awaited...

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A doctor saved his eye then he took it away by hiding it from the boy’s face. His hands were puppy dog tails wagging blindly. He played a game of Scrabble with a Brail alphabet as his only guide He would enter a schoolroom through a hole in his mind, peering curiously into a strange fishbowl world. He was a one-eyed peeper, a tunnel stalker walking through a...

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My faced is caked With pigment baked Into the glaring night I look for light It’s me I fight Day and night Have you no eyes? Do you not see? You are looking At another me I stand alone I do not own I am the speech I am the word I am the battle I am the axe I am the struggle I am the strife This is my way...

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The joys and excitement we feel each day Are meant to give meaning to this one act play It's never been explained But we must maintain Our focus on the future, not be led astray...

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Art is a one liner with a beginning, a middle and no end...

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The joys and excitement we feel each day Are meant to give meaning to this one act play It's never been explained But we must maintain Focused on the future, never be led astray...

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Love is a one way street It either you love me or you don't Either way you get to prove it If we are to sail through our love boat You give your all without holding back, Creating time and space in your busy agenda Giving that which I for long lack, And you don't need to write...

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