Container Poems - Poems about Container

I once saw an image of a large container like the ones at the docks in my dream as i wondered what it could mean a smile soon began to gleam God was showing me that our situations can not contain us our circumstances can not contain us even a large container has a door there is always a way...

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I could be long I could be short I could be another line That didn’t have the time So all I did was wonder why You could see me and so I’d feel seen But I would still look the same You could know me and so I’d be known And yet I’d still be what...

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In a mother's arms, a cradle of love, for a precious child, a haven so tender, sent from above as ultimate domicile. Nurturing souls with a gentle embrace,...

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Containers come with different purposes as they hold, wage, measure and engage. From stone...

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They filled me full of milk so white Semi-skinned,fat free and light The supermarket's, a place real cool Full cream,my cousin, made folks drool In and out of the fridge each day Then,crushed in a recycle box,I lay To the waste tip that week I went Off to the plastic factory I soon was sent Instead of rotting in brown earth In a green...

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There was an ample container of orange carrot soup. Filled to the brim, overflowing onto a warm floor. It is tasty and delicious, with consistency of goop. Said the excited Rabbit, who could live here forevermore....

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A plastic container of Ice Cream A Haiku idyllic ice cream a frozen strawberry eats watching the plastic change it’s color from white to red strawberry red ice cream frozen treat cold enough to break plastic container freezes ice cream frozen treat 7/5/19 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2019...

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And how the wind howled around the old container, wheezed through the cracks, laughed devilishly, fed demonically on our emaciated living remnants. ...

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A Container of Life A vase, once filled with water and a small tree branch, blown by the wind and broken, left little water and a branch yet alive. 02202016 (PS Contest, In One Line ( Monoku #7) by Poet Destroyer A....

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February 06, 2007 The Container Contained around me is a wall you see. Thick layers of molten and rock are here. But the wind is what keeps bringing near. And the Stars keep telling me to be me. Shining down is a light that just might be. Followed by decades and decades of year! And swallowed up by...

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Does he even know; That my heart sings for him even when I'm sleeping; That every small wound, emotional or physical, hurts me ten-fold; That I cry inside when he lies and says he's fine; That with every touch my stomach flutters wild? Does he even know; That I stay up late hoping he'll stop texting and call me instead; That I...

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Our mind's a container and we must do what we must do to daily retain 'er ! Copyright McCuen 2008...

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