Booklets Poems - Poems about Booklets

...WEEKLY WRITINGS FROM THE HEART QUIETLY TRUE- I just want to write you weekly, Verses from the heart of one of God’s Son Abated blessings of continued drums, The rhythm beats of anatomical heart......

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...Daily thanks for our Father for you always Always Daily thanks I thank Our Father for you daily, Daily thanks for our Father for you always And within this week that you’re placed in......

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...Quietly True those the words on this paper Beautifully told this moment shown May the Heart of Our Father, delight in your virtues Be assured in His abounding purest love… You are the......

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...I just want to write you weekly, Verses from the heart of one of God’s Son Abated blessings of continued drums, The rhythm beats of His created anatomical heart ABATED BLESSINGS OF CONTINUED DRUM......

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...Malformed loops and curls followed my unsteady pen, as I wrote homework and answers in examination booklets. With difficulty, one might navigate where occasional legible words formed steppin......

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...Oh, what a lovely picture from the past that reminds me so vividly of growing up in the 50s, but ......

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...I have created “Haiku Three Verse Poems ©”, English version in which I use 3 verses. All three verses are 5-7-5 word syllable counts. I find this new way very interesting and enjoyable, especially......

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...The Task The tornado that hit my desk, has collapsed everything... into a sinkhole, which I doubt there is any... coming back from. Maybe if I organized? If I could, I would... or shoul......

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...On that fateful day in August arriving late, so unusual for me For I am always early; did I know deep down what the verdict would be As soon as I walked through that door, the neurologist told me m......

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...One who seats in a soft turning Sofa lessened with the pride of hopping and relaxed foams. Turning the leaves of booklets, Caressing the depth of hidden figures. He takes up the crying object, ......

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...Poetry Reading in Oslo Never had the lack of talent exhibited itself in so many poets. I`m referring to a poetry fest in Oslo- years ago- for whom Norwegian was not their first language. On a ......

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