Changing Face Poems - Poems about Changing Face

So much has changed in the past 50 years or so one thing is the word shame once a friend now our foe Half a century ago it had a fear a true fear of God was felt among a generation back then when one's heart would easily melt Churchgoing then was popular not to attend brought one shame generally, most of the time did...

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Two cars in every driveway the '60's economic boom In 2023, a screen or three ~ in every single room...

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Every time I look I see a different face, As the media gathers pace, In the influencing race. No longer in the news business, No longer bothering to clean up their mess, No longer checking before going to press, No longer thinking about mases to impress, With no more mirrors in the place, For the past to embrace, It is now all about the...

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I saw this old couple holding hands as they walked into the store I’ve seen them walking….holding hands…a hundred times before. Since we kind of know each other…before they headed out I asked if they would answer a question…something I was curious about. “I’ve seen how you walk hand in hand.” I said “I’ve seen how into each other’s eyes...

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Sometimes I think where we end up in life…how high we go…how far… can be symbolized not only by the family tree…but by the family car. For me it started with my parents driving our family station wagon…it’s interior painted black….Where my initial dreams were fashioned…while riding in the back. My first dreams consisted of a more egocentric...

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one of the wee folk a munchkin lands in my lap stands on his nose then takes a nap he sighs I reflect he's aged a bit last time, no nap his face shone, sunlit...

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All things in the city are changing-the light, the screen, the face that adapts and smiles and frowns again, the displays which make all the words shine and dance in the dark, and the dust of old books buried in the back of the store room-all things created by humans ranging from technology to power,...

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my days have become a dream as hope has flown away leaving the sand to slip through my fingers while hiding in the shadow of the sun in secret we met in silence I wept floating in eternal space on a moonless night I try to enjoy the peace by the lake as hours pass me by allowing my mind to drift with the...

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my days have become a dream as hope has flown away leaving the sand to slip through my fingers while hiding in the shadow of the sun in secret we met in silence I wept floating in eternal space on a moonless night I try to enjoy the peace by the lake as hours pass through...

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Not so many years ago I revelled in rebellion, Derided seniors In sportsmobiles, Comfortable bellies on Wheels. Waistcoat Fillers. Surreptitious Pint spillers. But now I sit and scoff At youth and all its Awkward agonising Over lack of truth. Merrily I mow the lawn And curse because I Can't get my wellies on. And my...

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Autumn’s nakedness becomes robed in virgin snow footprints prove there’s life, yet the secrets of springtime in hibernation till birth. Brian Strand Formal poetry contest 12/3/2022...

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The deepest cut those striking at one’s very heart verdant to golden transformation of nature, another’s death for a life © Harry J Horsman 2013...

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The Changing Face of Europe So we are the last true Europeans in the sea of changes and conflicting religions as old certainties disappear and we bewildered look at a world we don’t understand. Israel is drowning in a demographic pool and their fight to remain pure Jewish is doomed. Christianity is singing its last hymn and churches in...

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