Best Concussed Poems

There was a loopy boxer named Lars
Who was continually seeing stars.
He saw them day and  night
In and out of a fight.
And declared he won...

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“My tears are testimony of my devotion to Beloved;
and from those tears white lilies will grow that speak the truth.”
Rumi

I had heard the legend of...

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It was Christmas Eve and I was at the airport,
Not a soul in sight, almost deserted, it was 10.00 pm,
Only two hours before Christmas day,
Perhaps...

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The street seemed so much smaller now

The grime and the smell were still the same though

Engrained like the people who lived there

It was the only...

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First grade, pelted with eggs
  Second grade, broke both legs
Third grade, fell down the stairs
  Fourth grade, clawed by a bear

Fifth grade, ran...

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Jack and Jill were brother and sister, whose environs were hilly and green;
And they groomed horses and worked in gardens, oft 'til a moonlight scene.

They...

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~ In  His   Image~
(Acrostic)


In his image  He’s created us all
New things, are  all  possible in His Holy name

He’s our...

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~ Have Faith ~
( Egg Timer )


Just trust in the Lord
Have Love Faith Hope
Enjoy Peace
Always
Too
Too
Always
Enjoy Peace
Have Love Faith Hope
Just trust in the Lord

~0~

Believe in God
Love...

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They are without a doubt
my favorite potato delicacy
French fries
Just the aroma makes me swoon
in sheer ecstasy ... bang   zoom
As a youngster, I could...

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Just recently I was badly concussed,
With a weapon I never saw thrust;
My wife said to me,
What is on the TV?
Without thinking my answer was dust....

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I'm swept away
Carried in a stream of consciousness 
Pulled along connected and opposing thoughts
Concussed by revelations

Pulled beneath the current
To the depths of understanding
Rising to the...

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Sitting with my Mom on the flight,
I could hardly contain my excitement,
flying from Lima to Pucallpa, Peru,
to meet Dad and friends for Christmas,

Sitting on my...

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Something great is happening for me,
regardless of the situations I see;
my Lord is working behind the scene
and I have been spiritually weaned.

Walking by faith and...

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The noise is a wound that won't heal
Vibrations don't let scars take hold
Held by a grip that tightens at will
No mind over matter
Because my mind...

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Let bygones be bygones though bygones bite on
Blessed to have had good times it’s life it went wrong
though it hurts good memories
to the end they’ll...

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