Best Watchful Poems

waterfall spirits rise
dreams drown
under pressure to perform

elders swarm
like naked children at the lake
just laugh at those mistakes

no one really understands
past present we pretend
watchful eyes never end

lifelines protected perches
hold on to our saving grace
heads high there's a world to face...

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The Bulldog leashed, back in his yard.
It's time for rest, he played his card.
The job at hand, has now been done.
He now shows peace, for everyone.

Be still young heart, you've earned your rest.
You fought the fight, you gave your best.
Peaceful thoughts, they now will reign.
We...

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My soul surrenders and soars like the elegant eagle
As my mind melds of the wolves wildly witted
Experiencing mother earth thru the eye of the needle
Frolicking forests as is perceptually permitted

The eagle explores over the running raging river
Thru eagle eyes I see the rivers enchanted edge
The...

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A weary sky settles 
low on a bed of soft sand,
eyes closing, 
and drifts in dreams 
of agile hands –
hands birthed from  
crystal clouds, 
rising and falling
like a breath 
calling, haunting
from the ages,
beating aloud like the pulse 
of man’s muse – 
sculpting, painting, inventing...

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With quiet reservations he admires

Attuned to all that senses captivate

To sift thru information he acquires

Considering how it may thus relate

He studies all with intimate precision

For his or any sake that might arise

Unless the fates intend on a collision

Leave supervision to HIS private eyes.





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To the casual observer, even to herself sometimes,
She appears calm and collected.
But inside, the She-wolf stands on high alert,
Ever watchful, in a fierce state of attention.  

Her eyes intensely attuned to the subtlest movements
In the world around her.
Her ears pricked up, listening
For the slightest...

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high eyes, watch below
waiting for moment to strike
run, run rodent run...

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I face the world with a SMILE; no one knows what is hid inside.
  They see only happiness, can’t see the tears I've cried
  When I am alone I HURT, because here I do it well.
 
	In front of all the watchful eyes...

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When you see the desolating (Emptiness or destruction) abomination (a thing that causes disgust or hatred) standing where he should not
Then those in Judea must flee to the mountains
A person on a housetop must not go down or enter to get anything out of his...

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September 25 Scripture Meditations Based on Mark 13-14

Key Verses– Mark 13:33-35 Take ye heed, watch and pray: for ye know not when the time is. For the Son of Man is as a man taking a far journey, who left his house, and gave authority...

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It isn’t quiet yet it’s silent
The raindrops and frogs ooze sound
But the heaviness, the hushness, the cushioning violence
Tell of monsters laying around

To feel the transition to winter from fall
Is not a temperature or petty sight 
It’s a feeling, it’s heavy, you can hear it’s call
That...

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Everyone has a guardian by their side.
Walking with us stride by stride.
Sometimes we see them in a different form.
They might be a feeling inside us that is warm.

One day it might be a man we walk by.
The next it could be a little girl saying...

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He stands over us
always with a watchful eye.
Guards the universe
since the beginning of time
forever until the end.

inspired by another member's poem
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This is a day of real deep declension
the clouds look to be drawing near
Jesus warned us of such an evil day
when mankind will have much to fear

This world has consistently rejected God
more and more as the years have gone by
they're without excuse as judgement comes
then...

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Still we hold a colour at our watchful eye,
a voice in our attentive ear.
We escape nothing from our mystifying past.

Perhaps we sing a song, old or new,
feel dark or light against a so unsheltered face.
In ears a voice remains.

In an eye resides the face of...

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