Best Pesters Poems

November 8 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on John 11-12

Key Verse – John 11:25 Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live.

PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR HE IS...

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Crisp Spring day
          winds gusting
birds on beach

The West End
          where Artists aspire
to live their dreams

Strolling Boardwalk
          regulars pass...

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Be beyond belief
Calm cheer conceive


Apt autumn asks
Dance dying dusk


Glimpse glowing grace
Purpose primes pace


Hurl healthy haste
Touch tactile taste


Mind movement meets
Say something sweet


Bliss bearing blooms
Reach rapture rooms


Busy bee buzz
Free fleeting fuss


Lofty looks light
Signs sizzle sight


Notice nice nows
Play pesters plough


Bloom beyond brave
Know naughty knave


Love lives lovely
Live love lively


Reap...

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Tiger Lily is my kitty, lives in my house not in the city.
Ferocious markings soft meow, cold wet nose, pounce with a “POW”!
Affectionate with kitty kisses, and when I’m out I’m what she misses.
Beautiful, domesticated, poised and sweet and highly rated.
Tiger Lily, excited tail, when...

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Lord, am not complaining
Am just giving you a field report
On the woman I love

The Lady I love does not know left from right
Am not using a metaphor, I simply mean left from right
She pesters me with bright passions and loves me right
It could be a...

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October seventeenth ninety sixty one ...

Born sixty one years ago,
the follow poem from your bro
transmitted courtesy flagship
named Jacques-Yves Cousteau
constituting countless ones and zeroes
instantaneously traversing cyberspace
as packeted, framed dataflow
binary digits bit of information
to acknowledge when
thee transitioned being an embryo

(approximately the second
to eighth week after fertilization)
approximately nine...

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Y!...P!M! : asked the sentry at the door of waking
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yup...past midday!
(yawning...pondering...mmmmm)
yammered past

midnight
yacking propels me
yards...plows

mental
yesteryears pathways...mountainous
yes...puzzling

maybe
yet productivity means
yachting problems

minimizing
yawls...pacifying memories
yearning...premeditations

materialized
years previous...managable
yen-pen

moment
yang potential mediums
yielding...perpetual

music...


















yelling pesters me...

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Here once again he pesters me, steps into my world where I’m set
fair, imposed upon  by his misfortune, extravagance forced to regret.

He always seems to be around, whichever street or square I walk
 jabbering loudly in my ear, though I make clear don’t wish...

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Joy, they named for themselves, the future's blind
Oyster to drink your sand. In salt tides love rises
Yearning to part the twinning shell and there resign.

Empress of the emerald seas, my ship for rich prizes
Listed its name, cargoing only your pure laden weight
Anchorless against the blustering...

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In low cut shirts and mini-skirts
she pesters passions through the day,
but my advances she averts
while still continuing her flirts,
she leaves me longing love’s ballet.

But daylight wanes and fades to night,
the thoughts of lustful love turn tender,
and with the bedroom drapes drawn tight
she wryly winks and...

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The beginning word
Has with light
And truthful rays so bright
Descended to teach me the
Difference of good and bad

Grazing my thoughts and intentions
He illuminated upon my 
Knowledge the refracted
Rays of desires of this
Moulded Cray
That normally I am pleased
To please
Which also leads to deception

The glowing flame
Whispers of mysteriousness
Of...

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I peer back thro' the mists of time and view a country lane,
That meanders thro' the woods and across the Hoosier plain.
I see a country lad in overalls and floppy hat of straw,
Ambling along barefoot, marveling at everything he saw!

His faithful pal, Spooks, trots ahead...

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I am

Old - and will be older still
Tired - with lots of room to rest
Scientist - I know things big and small
Sportsman - a fisherman extraordinaire
Husband - a gorgeous wife with patience
Father - with kids scattered here and there
Grandfather - with kids who let me...

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A little leaven leavens the whole lump,  
A moment of festering,
The whole body is thrown off balance,
The whole body is out of coordination, 
A moment of taking off the eyes,
A moment of negligence,
Wound festers and pesters the body,
It is infected and 
defects the body’s...

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I repose and arouse.   
My acridness would not repose.   
An inhabitant companion.   
In the apexes of my domain   
It haunts my mind and eyes.   
It pesters my heart and my ear. 
How should the boat...

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