Babbled Poems - Poems about Babbled

...As dark clouds dashed and clashed in the sky Thunder began to boom and rumble Sensing an impending rain, frogs started croaking Cows stopped cuddling and began to ......

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...Let us bear witness to arm and blindfold... each candidate for president of United States and therefore witness a duel (to the death) between Biden and Trump to determine who occupies Oval Office......

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... Written: May 6th 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's tough to revel in delight, but I grew! Dreams rouse me, not in an aphonic view. Nature provides her......

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... How endearing the innocence of life was, When blissfully it started, with a blank canvas, Cherishing in mother’s love and warmth, Happy as can be, cuddled in loving arms, Flaunting vigor of ado......

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...she babbled over the gosip. citing what she thought was fair. She mentioned people she knew and some she didn't know. And emsized who didn't care if they cared they'd be here helping wiff the pie......

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...Your tumbling forth was a joy. None asked, then, you're a girl of a boy; We never cried when you cried. Rather, each one had a smile of pride. You cried when you felt hungry. You cried for all a......

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...How Do Rocks Walk?" How does pain drain? Is it all contained within a limited brain? And yes yes if air could breath It shall never deceive Upon the path of incredible dreams It seems it......

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...It was back about 1803, there stood a small cabin near to the sea, where a widow lived by the name of Joanne, who could not grieve for the death of her man, since six years back he’d vanished com......

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...Back when I was a youngish man this was a tale I heard, and thinking back upon in now, just makes it seem absurd. It was about a truck-driver out roaming the highways, but cargo wasn’t what he ......

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...The whoosh of the wild winter wind wrapped me within swift swishing swirls whipping me on till there it stood, a lonely cabin in the wood. The shrill shriek of the screech owl split the whoos......

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...I have counted all my blessings, even when they’ve made me cry. I’ve held onto my faith and never questioned why. I’ve woke up with no lights or dial tone on the phone. My life has been a struggle......

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...How did it get late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon? — Dr. Seuss REMAI......

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...The Babbling Brook The babbling brook was very loud. When people saw her first, she drew quite a crowd. Usually, brooks are relaxing and smooth This brook was different, but not to be rude. S......

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...Poems about Poets Elemental by Michael R. Burch for and after Dylan Thomas The poet delves earth’s detritus—hard toil— for raw-edged nouns, barbed verbs, vowels’ lush bouquet; each syllab......

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...God lets us see life from every angle. Anklebiters that we are. Fist fighters, black-eyed contenders, snivelers. The boss looks down, looks into our eyes, looks at our feet, looks underneath. We don’......

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