Best It Never Rains But It Pours Poems

The cerulean sky suddenly turned grey.
Cumulonimbus clouds covered the sky.
The gentle wind turned into a noisy roar.
In the sweeping wind, the trees arched and bent.
At every gust, the dead leaves began to fall.
The blazing sun got veiled by dark clouds.
The day turned dusky as if...

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Life in a Fijian village
No worries, no rush
No murmuring no fuss
Live in the village to relax
Live in the village to enjoy to the max

Life in the village can also be hard
Slippery roads and boggy yard
There aren't many shops around
Sometimes transport is hard to be found

When...

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Stupid Things People Say.
.
Stupid things people say
I hear them every day
.
Is it the weather or me?
How do you want your tea
In or out
Well it make more sense to have it in a cup 
To me
.
Is that a guitar on your shoulder?
No it’s an ironing board
And...

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Your loss is great and I’m right there
I can see the grief in your stare
I’m here for you through it all
I’ll catch you when you have to fall

Your pain is showing from your weepy eye
I’ll put my arms around you when you cry
Hold them back...

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Was Ist Los?  Oh, Nothing, Just the Berlin Airlift...
         Berlin 1948-1952
You came into my life one summer's day
the beatnik of a Frauline, caring less
of what society might have to say
than seeking out your inner happiness;

those were...

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BERLIN AIRLIFT .1948-49
You came into my life one summer's day
the beatnik of a Frauline, caring less
of what society might have to say
than seeking out your inner happiness;

those were the days! Berlin was in a bind
you still had all your tan from South of France
and in...

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Was Ist Los? - Oh, Nothing, Just the Berlin Airlift...
You came into my life one summer's day
the beatnik of a Frauline, caring less
of what society might have to say
than seeking out your inner happiness;

those were the days! Berlin was in a bind
you still had all...

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Autumn Leaves

Knowing that the first signs of Autumn are at hand, anticipation grows within me.  

Soon, leaves of gold, yellow, and red will begin their feathered spiral dance as they release themselves to ride the winds of fall.

Leaves that through nature’s beauty have given...

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I had it once, now it’s gone
Like a knot it’s been undone
Was once so tight, now so slack
Happy times I wish I could have back
I sit a home, and feel so lonely
It’ll be great if that was all, if only…
Zombie on the outside, the living...

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When it rains it definitely pours with me.
Either I have way too much time on my hands for months literally,
or I'm so busy without any free time at all for months for anybody,
but more unfortunately, absolutely no free time for yours truly.
Yes, when it rains...

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friendless hardship & the apologies thereafter

“rains when it pours,”
oh how sweet the wreck 
topples down the mountain to
crash out into a million
burning pieces---
if one has someone beside them,
there is a lens that glows
(and one’s sight isn’t seared 
blind so quickly),
where shining light of
friendship 
throws weight...

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Imagine if for once I could smile at my storm
Or that by some chance I could be accepted by the norm
What if I really did find the pot at the end of the rainbow
What if all my hurts and pains I could finally just let...

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More
   than
          milk and eggs                      We wait
as the chilled shelves fill up
 ...

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It never rains, but it pours....
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Innumerous pearls of wisdom from the wise; 
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Infinite sparks of enlightenment!
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Kim’s Acrostic Play Poetry Contest.
Sponsored by: Kim Rodrigues
Date written: 11/17/2020...

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