Best Counted Poems

A light across a river sways,
where children wasted summer days.
Not near, not far, but in between,
the grass grows soft and tall and green.

The whispers dance among the trees,
where hands once rested on lover’s knees.
And all the flowers last forever,
when fingers slip and lace together.

Now indents...

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Success is counted sweetest by those
Who never tasted victory's rose
For they know the struggle and the pain
The uphill battle they fought in vain..

They strive and strive with all their might
But somehow always miss the sight
Of the finish line, of the prize
Leaving them with tears in...

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blow your horn
turn your lights on
stand up and be
counted
be a champion
for you were born a
cat
and you grew 
to be a lion...

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The tears burn my skin as they stream down my face
Dripping slowly to the floor
Crashing and shattering on impact
Just as the many pieces of my broken heart have done
You betrayed all of us
It did not matter that we loved you as our own, as family
Like...

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Our days no longer counted, everyday forever blessed
Late night walks, along the beach
Trust in time to do the rest
No need to feel alone, fill your cup when it gets dry
No more sorrow or broken hearts, never again will you say why
Holding hands, each other’s guide,...

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Stand up tall and be counted,
join the mighty force.
Make sure to be united,
so there is no remorse.

Take a bible in your hand,
swear unto God up above.
Tell others of your stand,
and His mighty, mighty love.

Stand up tall and be counted,
join the hallowed rehearsed.
Follow the Lord, undaunted,
debunking...

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This poem was inspired by Emily Dickinson's poem "Success is counted sweetest." It was
also inspired by the massive amount of candy my English teacher has given me and some of
my classmates for our good participation in class...

Bounty is counted sweetest
By those who always participate. 
To...

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naked and red and relentless rotten macabre mongrels murder my mother’s marriage. cats on cablecast killing civilization with their cryptic chartreuse eyes. sharks stealing shillings by swimming short of their assigned section and summoning their felicitous assassination. trees taking territory from terrestrials trying to tell...

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.~~~ TODAY WHEN I COUNTED MY BLESSING ~~~

WHEN I PAUSED TO COUNT MY BLESSINGS TODAY
I STOPPED AND I THOUGHT OF YOU.
AND I REMEMBERED ALL THE MEANING YOU GAVE
THAT HELPED ME SEE LIFE ANEW.


I THOUGHT OF ALL THE PEOPLE IN THIS LIFE
THAT HAS NO FRIENDS TO...

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I have written to Him the great things
Of my law but they were counted as a strange thing
My people have sown the wind, and lands
 but they shall reap the whirlwind
they were counted as a strange thing

set the trumpet to my mouth
I a  tat...

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minutes counted down
hours have passed
seconds are coming
till im free at last

tied down by promises
already begged to be free
dont know what to expect
its all been cut in me

midnights been waiting
ill return her call
no need for reasoning
this is my last downfall

my time has come
this is no mistake
ill...

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Once upon a time.
When time counted !!!

Once upon a time, what lived in my Girls, mind, 
was all I needed to see the world by, and for it to be.
Now the father in me has become not, you see, 
but memories of their play, days...

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Age
Bows to
Concern as
Death panics the
Eld

Fun
Good life
Hinders fear
Imaging reached
Joys


March 27, 2019 

Contest: Light Up The Page - 4
Sponsor: Joseph May

Rules: Use unbroken alphabet string for first letters;
first and the last word of each Lanterne should relate...

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I have written to him the great things
Of my Law but they were counted as a strange thing
My people have sown the wind but they shall reap the whirlwinds

Set the trumpet to my mouth
He that comes as an eagle against the house
Of the Lord must...

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When the chips are down 
Men  are separated from boys
Quitters  fall by the way side
While perennial winners 
Seize the day and be counted 
For that is the essence of life

Life is  a live show 
It is for a short season 
It is...

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