Changing Poems - Poems about Changing

I once lost my thought on the paths of time, like a wandering cloud in the ever-changing sky, but I found it chained between the pages of a memory, where moments weave garments of longing, on the road of life, I wandered with my heart full of desires burning like stars in the deep night, and in the...

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Changing world? In Peru, they import potatoes In Guatemala, they plant thousands of trees drink cacao, sit in groups, and sing think they are new agers  the new war in The Middle East began  because Israel saw the need to attack Iran, this to defend itself Netanyahu is in uproar with the Iranians has bombed a hospital A Jewish lady tells me about the killings...

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I used to ride the train from school to home and back, every other weekend, in an old Pullman car built in the nineteen-thirties. It smelled like my grandma’s house— a little musty, like time had curled up and fallen asleep in the cushions. Too warm, always, but the clickety-clack over tie bars and rail frogs lulled me to sleep, rocking me gently as if the...

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Gates once locked with poverty's rust now swing on golden hinges Every child a key-holder: the girl whose fingers paint light from darkness, the boy who dreams in mother tongues and thinks in mathematics, wheels spinning stories across threshold stones. Breakfast arrives with sunrise and hope, satellites whisper knowledge to mountaintops, libraries gallop on horseback to forgotten villages. Schools are changing. Democracy breathes in corridors where...

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It’s hard to change conservative minds ~ which is why conservative women are hard to find ...

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Enrolling as a pirate is much harder than it seems, You’ll need to speak in present tense and chase your wildest dreams. Well, once you’ve trained a parrot and been measured for your hook, You have to plough through pages of the health and safety book. The pointed end’s the bow, whilst your rudder’s near the aft, Our crow’s...

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Someone comes into your life. Someone who just naturally, makes you feel a lil happier. You are that someone for me. You have opened my eyes to a new perspective, On a lot of different important things, including myself. You have said things to me that no one else ever has. I will always remember how you helped me in so many...

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You live in my heart, Always and forever, You have pierced it with your kindness’s arrows, Where my mind is your dart. You are in my mind, I have never seen anyone so kind, Your eyes have accepted me as its guest, Now your home is to me- My cozy nest. You may love the Rose, But you cannot hide when I am to...

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Conversation’s bound to change As aging takes its toll, For when you meet with friends, Exchanging stories is the goal. So politics may be discussed Or movies, books or shows Or travel or the grandkids; That’s the way it always goes. Except that something else now comes To take up center stage - The ailments that we deal with And those battles that we wage: The...

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There is a bottom that is past what we thought we knew. The sub-floors are there for false safety and reason, too. When we get to the dirt under all the lies and find the reasons we want to stay alive, we are prepared to give it up and live instead of die. The dirt we find on the floor...

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Indeed, the truth will always be self-evident and beyond all lies; Though they laid down the 5th to ensure deniability of evident charges, Over the trials of history—his-story—true crime can’t ape innocence. The crime—infamous in time—began with the first Christianized slave ship to Africa; And streamed onward toward the last auction block and the Emancipation Proclamation. Now here we are—more than a millennium since—supposedly...

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Changing is ever universal As society changes, the rules change as formed by themselves.... But how, what,? why changes come out Just like failure is a part of success; Thus go changes a part of life. Nothing is ever the same everyday,, And the only constant truth is: You only get your actions to live and die with. The impact that...

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Leaves are floating by Windows, nights are drawing in Cooling Southern times.......

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Happy Hour is one drink short of a buzz. She’s found her remote it was in the back of her mind where remoteness begins. It’s been a tough year so far what with all this apocalyptic going on, but that’s not why she changed the channel in her head, it’s what I unthinkingly said while swallowing down one last slurp of margarita. It was the words that slid...

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crimson autumn leaves painting winter's white canvas~ The final brushstroke...

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