Come Up Poems - Poems about Come Up

Come up here my pretty And you will see The monster will not be the death of thee I need some water and I need it now Come up here my pretty I will tell you how Do not be afraid The monster eats you up quick I need that water. This is not a trick Bring it to me, you minion. You pawn, you...

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A man when invited to a wedding to a place of honour was heading. On his face was a frown when the host sent him down: “Make way for this honoured guest attending.” Arriving at a wedding you'd be wise taking a low seat among all the guys. “Come up higher my friend,” ...

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Come Up and See Me Some Time. Outside my kitchen window, concealed by drapes, hangs a bird feeder. Come, come my chick-a-dee-dee-dee, come and enjoy your seed. Patiently I wait while sipping my coffee, but you choose not to come. I wait for you, while doing the dishes, yet still you do not appear. I dry the dishes and still...

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Said the elderly gentleman to his Wife Drink up Love it's time to leave As something is stirring Prepare yourself Let's go home and make boring Love Like we used to And the Wife's reply you ask That little blue pill you refer to Is not a Miracle cure Yes it may get you up But it still won't get me off Just means...

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At work when I was through cleaning I grabbed two empty jugs I dropped When I saw three women talking, I came up behind them and stopped I said, "Just look at those big jugs" They turned around when they heard that I held up the jugs with a smile In unison they said, "Oh, Pat!" I turned and bumped into the...

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I throw down poems onto a page, and look at them fondly. Some glare at me, others take a swift bite out of my neck. Trying for attention. I know it is not personal, so I let it slide. Enthusiastic poetry always starts out with the words “dancing and prancing” which is tedious now, but Trixie is stuck there. Do I...

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The warts are ugly, the wrinkles deep The flesh now sagging, deprived of sleep The eyesight failing, with hearing gone But words still call —from tomorrow’s song (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016) 'From The Book Of Prayers'...

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the sun will come up. the seasons will change. life will go on. and i will be okay. but until then i will feel all my feelings. i will lay in my bed, heartbroken. i will sleep too much, or not at all. i will cry at the thought and sight of you. i will...

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The warts are ugly the wrinkles deep The flesh now sagging deprived of sleep The eyesight failing the hearing gone But words still call —from tomorrow’s song (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)...

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I don't know why you feel you gotta lie learn to be real - you ain't got to steal just cause you say - it really ain't that way doesn't make it so - well you outta know you think your one up, it's just another come up here is what you must know, you need a new hustle cause you...

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E-merge V-ictorious E-vading L-uckily Y-our N-ullification Topic: Birthday of Evelyn Vacalangco (April 4) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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I just come up here just to praise His name I just come up here just to praise His name I just come up here just to praise His name Praise His name We just all come here just to praise His name We just all come here just to praise His name We all come here just to praise His...

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C-atch the rising beacon, H-e's beginning to shine; E-arly light is ascending above the long line. A-pril thirteenth Thursday U-ses the dawn's fine weather; R-aindrops and cold chill E-vade the warm fresh air. S-hadows have disappeared, T-wilight and dark dusk end; I-t's a beautiful morn, L-et the sun come up A-gain....

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Time has come to me Time for the next day. Can we have some fun Today? The rest of the days Will see the future of the year As it is. I'm at ease with the new Year coming soon....

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Sweet Jesus Christ came to me in a dream, He crept up through the carpet. Ripping through the seams. Offering me that warm tranquil salvation within his flesh, a promise of cleansing of all my transgressions. To feed deep the nectar of Lord and to deny the Serpent and sword. I repent brothers and sisters...

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