After Poems - Poems about After

After a day of rain she shyly peers at me from behind her curtains and shows out, undresses for me in this early evening hour Her gown of fluffy clouds lay atop the distant hills She stretches her lovely arms across the horizon And paints the sky Like a drunkard in need of intoxication I stumble quickly to...

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Have to keep the door closed (after that midnight treat) The coyote or wolf far off (too close) Can’t remember the plot (salsa has tightened its grip) upon awakening (not at all sure of that) the widening of the dark I open the door slowly to the shadows (a strange light and likeness) The wild animal is scarier enclosed, inhibited (it tears at my throat, claws my innards - from...

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it rained all night the morning came in one cool gust the world seemed different suddenly calm and quiet reveling in the moment it seemed not so eager to rev up its engines obviously delighting in just sitting savoring this delightful interlude AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on May 2, 2025...

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absolute neutrality variances appear and all are neutral after all!...

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April 29 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on 2Kings 23-25 Key Verse – 2Kings 23:3 And the king stood by a pillar, and made a covenant before the LORD, to walk after the LORD, and to keep his commandments and his testimonies and his statutes with all their heart and all their soul, to...

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Everyone will find Comfort after suffering Not just together....

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It's the day after you killed yourself Your bed is the same Your bf is texting you seeing if your ok Your uncle comes into your room to make sure you are ready for school And sees you laying there..not breathing He starts panicking and calls your other uncle crying he can't seem to find the...

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The warmth of the sunrise cast upon the emptiest park. The treeline afar resembling a foreign far eastern palace. The wind blowing the leaves and swings out of their stillest place....

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You ask what remains after emotions have flowed like sand through an hourglass? Just a pair of eyes that now look only to see, not to feel, not to remember the echo of yesterday, without a trace of the past, without the outline of the future, just the suspended moment. A tongue dried of words, not of silence, but...

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After Midnight … starts the life After one o’clock, the last train had gone My window is open, listening the silent the silence The distant, soft noise of the city…, so friendly I love it, this is the best time for writing. Inspiring night I love this life. Oh, the night. I am driven by the Dark I drink Oh night! Cheers! ...

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I survived even after losing' I was that girl, who was afraid of questions, But life taught me to become the answer. In the house where voices were suppressed, There I made my identity with silence. I broke down, but did not fall apart, She embraced every pain, but did not complain to anyone. When my own people trampled my hopes, I bowed...

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The hush between the midnight trees Is softer now that you are gone— No echoes in the sighing breeze, No footfalls on my waiting lawn. I kissed your name upon the air, It vanished on my breast laid bare; The stars looked on with silver stare, And bowed before the rising moon. A hush of loss, a quiet ache That burns with more than...

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nature loving Lee she felt the soul of the stones a hippie born late...

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After The Storm   Now that the spring tempest is over and the ground is littered with twigs and juicy, green leaves flung off mother tree long before they should, it gladdens the woods that the old oak still stands although it is almost hollow inside and is home to a family of foxes, myriads of insects, and a 40 years old...

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Life is short, brief, fleeting, a breath, anyway... One day, a child, the next, an adult, and then, the end ? It all seems like a crazy dream, but it is wonderful... because in truth, that is life...

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