Best Too Greedy Poems

I tried to ignore the buffoonery and the cartoonery of the last 3 weeks of "politics," but found it impossible to do when so much needs to be fixed. A collaboration is taking place... please join in if you'd like. It's all about having fun....

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I'll let you go,
In the morning daylight; 
I do have pain 
Yet I don't want to regret.

Time is too greedy
Minute passes as a flip,
You will depart 
When I wish to hold you.

I don't want to be apart,
Yet I don't pester you;
I'll leave you alone 
For...

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In our little town all is as it should be
We gather down at the Christmas tree

Us simple folk are not too greedy
We all bring gifts to give the needy

Light the tree and sing our songs
As everyone seems to get along

Especially bright this time of year
Everyone...

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abuse, age, discrimination, health, introspection, lonely, old,

Customs To Getting Old  ©


There are very ingrained customs noted when getting old
Getting accustomed to old age is not one of them
One has to be blessed with 65 years of life to be noted
As Senior Citizen you are...

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I'll have to put off writing my bio because there's something I'd like to ask of you soupers...:)

You might have already seen the notice beneath a few of my recent poems, but I'll post the 
same content here: 

I'd really appreciate it if you could...

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My Little Miss does not do 'aloof'
One kitty dash as I sit, and poof!
Lap kneading, too greedy
Head butting, so needy
I declare love, but she demands proof-

No Sunday sleep-ins will she allow
Every 6 a.m. is time for chow!
Pawing, purring alarm
Furry butt on my arm
No snooze button...

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If the cupboard under the stairs could talk
I wonder what it would say
Would it tell me of those who hid in it
When there was rent to pay

What about the poor frightened child
Back in nineteen forty 
Locked inside it for hours at a time
Just for being...

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It can kill you.

The more you feed it, the more it craves
you. You try to control it, but the chemistry is
too heated up, so you are hypnotized
with it’s ability to energize you.

It makes itself clear- with it’s bright colours 
and all that, but you forget...

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If I ever begin to crumble or if I have somehow lost my way,
May my Father send me his strength to make it through the day.
If I ever think about giving up or giving in,
May my Father remind me not to worry, but instead to...

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I suppose I should have been satisfied 
with the first letter: I mean, just how
often does the Almighty write to us?
Not since He did it on stone, I suppose.

But I am human and so rarely content--
then too, I still had so many questions,
like why must...

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it's green, blue and charming
i can feel the warm, moist of the ground
i was born here 'till the day when i die
a home called earth

the air that we breathe
the sun which brings life
the ground where the trees grow
the sea where we can feel the wave...

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All that I can give


The sky is falling and my future is always calling;
A voice in the wind screaming at me like a banshee.
Everything is ugly.
No beauty to be found in anything.


As I fall to my knees in shattered pieces,
I need just one love to...

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A little boy comes up to me
And said mister your tooth hurt
So I said yes just little
He had black hair wore an avengers shirt

His mother said leave the man alone
But he didn’t hear a word she say
He was the main attractions
Here In the dentist office...

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In Days of Robin Hood

In days of yore,
In days of Robin Hood,
A merry band of outlaws
Rambled throughout Sherwood forest
(Home of the Major Oak,
North of Windsor Castle,
And South of Hadrian’s Wall).

They dressed in Lincoln green,
And whistled in the greenwood glades.
And armed themselves with daggers and swords,
Cudgels,...

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silent breeze, with swift precison
 
strips without notice.
 
taking all that it touches with it.
 
but it is too greedy,
 
and takes more than it can carry
 
leaving a trail of briliant reds and yellows
 
-the evidence of a grand theft.
 
with no one to...

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