Capping Poems - Poems about Capping

...Before All Men Were Poor The Sixteen Women..... Why do he think he'll be able to marry her? All we need to do is introduce her to someone who'll do exact ally what she wants. She wants someone......

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...Thousands of bliss bubbles vibrate in our head, capping, as it were, our presence in a mist, wherein then thus by divine magnetism led, heart sings on being by Divine Mother kissed. Nodes within ......

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...as bliss pheromones mingle we feel our enlivened spine tingle poised in stillness, our attention sharp kundalini ascends upward, playing a harp the harp we speak of has thirty three str......

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...Like a phantom apparition That caught my eyes by deep surprise Was he really fact or fiction Or tricky clouds just caught my eyes I saw God but I'm still breathing When only dead could see......

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... "a dagger of pain, a tear of grief" quote by Constance La France Tossing and turning, I think where is the lid to this pain? Perhaps, capping this catastrophe will cause ......

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...Finally finished with forcing the future Beginning to balance the scales of life Purposefully pivoting to the present Ruminate, rinse, repeat was my motto Causing consternation in all situati......

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...I SEE AMERICA I see tall green majestic trees, and fields with warm and fertile soil I see strong hands grasping simple tools in sincere and honest toil I see purple mountains majestic peaks, and......

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...You are what you were; and What you always will be: Yourself; unique as that! Awe's for its truth. Does plainly and simply. Capping stone of what in A lifetime's compliments Rise, pyramidal, ......

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...Utter me a lamenting word; we're enduring terribly. A thing past forgets, weaved in emotional leeway. Simply capping to bear, inside the inward personality. Conjuring an immovable c......

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...wind-whipped waves, white-capping near shore trail's thin layer of ice, cracking underfoot a cold sock awaiting impatient shoes on the look-out, hoping, but not really expecting to spot......

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...Crickets- the roosters of the forest As they chirp in the early morn... Their echoes travel across the fields and through the greens of the hills Their voices smothered by the sounds of the ra......

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...This is a give me everything world a million takers for every giver this is why mankind's wells are running dry the givers are dead or dying out soon there'll be nothing left but takers cluster......

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...Prep done with glowing heart The list grows as day gets near Decked out in fall pumpkin hues Reminiscent of harvest bounty All the fixin’s for a feast Every detail thought thru Enticing aromas......

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...Words, a mouthful of sonic projectiles, little payloads of hurt, rage-tipped, enough pain to stop any assailant, ready to explode into the few feet of air between you and the target, ......

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...I Dont Give A Fig About The Brouhaha... of new year's eve, yet yours truly does consider at least one singular plum me facet by Jeeve er...Robert (or Rabbie) Burns, a profoundly poignant poem, h......

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