All The Time Poems - Poems about All The Time

Where did all the time go? It feels like yesterday When we ran through the sunflower fields And it feels like tomorrow When we lose all the feelings of youth Where did all the time go? Just last night we raised our glasses to the skies And drank to new beginnings In hopes of starting anew and change But tomorrow knocked on our doors And...

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In the hush of twilight, whispers soft and low, "Where'd all the time go?" a lament we know. Echoes of laughter, fading in the mist, Nostalgia's gentle touch, a sweet reminisce. Footprints in the sands of moments passed, A journey of life, too fleeting, too vast. Faces in photographs, frozen in a smile, Time's embrace, a bittersweet trial. Through the corridors of memory,...

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I come from a long line of tea drinkers just plain orange pekoe tea we went through many tea pots have you ever seen tea cozies they were meant to keep the pot warm my mom was very particular about the spout she said it had to be exactly the right shape to avoid dripping when pouring we had tea, morning, midmorning, lunch, afternoon,...

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It's getting darker All the time I sit alone It's getting darker With every poem I try and include Another a one single person more You know the score No need for or telling you How stupid and disrespectful of me Thinking or believing It's only just poor little me Who knows It's getting darker all the time As you yourself aren't blind either It's just none of can...

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I lived in a fantasy world with dreams of real love or a fake one however, in my real world neither of them ever went on a tangent to my heart...

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Time Swift unceasing Moves strides sprightly I wish time gratified me Rhythm...

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Author Dana Redricks October 28, 2022 God is good all the time. Never will He fail me. Even in the valley, and on the mountain top. He's always with us and He want fail. God is good all the time. He's been with me through the best of times, and the difficult times. Even when I felt...

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Such hideous tyranny, My eyes, betraying my essence- Two lone tears gather and fall down the sides of my face. Voice cracking, Jazz notes. My skin, so full of secrets Buried, crowbar wrenching it open Desolation, in spite of myself So, so, stupid so, so, alive so unbelievably, unimaginably, unfeasibly, existing. All the time....

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Eyeing every trophy is a sin, Always craving it a prickly pin; A critic right to raise a din: “A propensity fit for our Dust Bin!” For those who often seek to win Force our hands to support either chin And our skin pricks with a pin … An obsession I won’t excuse my kin, As doing so quite a kin To eating from...

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I'm one of those guys that you see dressed in black all the time. I'm not depressed or gothic or anything of that kind. I just happen to be color blind. My attempt at color coordination, would evolve into a very comical situation. Black is safe and so a black wardrobe is mine, but many judge me suspicious and give me...

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The frost has sunshine within it, light shimmy’s, and the earth is lime Jell-O Time to stand in line, to wait upon the lark and finch until songs arrive. Be always in the middle of a poem; find yourself lastly at the beginning with no real title just the odor of burnt paper. This world is a time machine; a main-spring rewinds itself, on and on...

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Make everything alright, Every day, every night....

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The Lord is good all the time, He allows the sun to climb Right after the stormy clime....

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God is good, God is great. He puts breakfast, lunch, and dinner upon my plate. He gives light to my eyes, so they may reflect upon the beauty of the world he did create. He electrifies my heart, while filling my lungs with the air of his grace. ...

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One of my many foibles is greed. I have placed myself in a bad situation indeed. If I only hadn't sat at this blackjack table today. My depleted bankroll won't permit me to stay. I am flummoxed by the way the dealer pulls twenty-one. That's it. I am over and done. ...

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