Contents Poems - Poems about Contents

Arson murder of 9 persons after the content of the tailor shop was stored in the garage Ciro Gargano his business Partner fireman gene Kalinowski the great cover up resulting in many more arson murders back off me with terrorist threats my prayers are with the fire captain who perished in that garage I’m totally...

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I grabbed hold of a star today And held on with all my might The brilliance was magnificent So I closed my eyes As I was determined to savor this light I grabbed hold of a star today And pulled it to my heart The energy was amazing So I tightened my grasp As I would not be torn apart I grabbed hold of a...

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What is inside a human heart Is it sunshine warm and bright Maybe fluffy soft white clouds Or a full moon on a dark still night Is there precious perfumed flowers Or a peaceful gentle rain The glistening of a calm ocean Or a stunning sunrise or sunset again Is it full and abundant with laughter Or brimming with memories and life's treasures Perhaps...

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Many poems are about the titles Not the contents Many books are about the titles Not common sense Many stars are about the names Not the distance Many actors about the names Not the actions Nonsense sails And common sense rarely prevails Color does not matter all the time In many situations, it can be characterize As a major sin or a colossal crime Of enormous proportion or...

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I keep the panic attack In my pocket, untaken In my closed hand My wish is to run on autopilot Minute by minute Until it's fine To not derail Or fall out of the sky Because I pushed myself Into a place of nervous energy Where my wanting to do good, to help Is battling with my instinct to run away My memories are...

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have you lost your mind not that I'm aware of just another flat penny train wreck let's survey the blaspheming survivors an army of gossiping lawn trolls have been detected in your garden do you a. get out of bed b. run screaming into the night c. splash a little more gin into the horn of screeching hell that feathered chaos aviary thronged with hollow boned creatures squawking...

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It is fast becoming rampant, The whole thing: perfect irritant: Baring screened-off contents of pants Guilty: old dames and debutantes And these pants are exorbitant, Uncomplaining buyer brilliant! Freedom continues to seeds plant Crossed Christians turning militant, Who would wearer waste or her pants, New growing mistrust of fired rants, Towards shaming violence slant No more to assaults an “I can’t.” But what would women...

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What is inside a human heart Is it sunshine warm and bright Maybe fluffy soft white clouds Or a full moon on a dark still night Is there precious perfumed flowers Or peaceful gentle rain The glistening on a calm ocean Or the joy of a sunrise and sunset again Is it abundant with laughter Brimming with memories and treasures Or simply overflowing with...

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Old bones of my last feast lost and sold to the dust of ages collect in cryptic skulls of entities that sit and pray worship in a cave of my inner minds eye within jars of the beast bizarre things move in the slime and muck I smash the contents of moments lost to the night...

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Is the state of peaceful happiness dependent upon a series of circumstantial chapters as if outlined in the front of a book A good job A nice wife A large house A fast car Or is contentment above the fray unaffected by the toing and froing of life Explore this question if you want to author a best-selling comedy...

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You wrote your deepest passionate thoughts, dear Mama, Odes, or a sonnet, penned without undue drama. I sang those lyrics many times, calling your name They were your legacy; never sounded the same As when you gathered us toddlers into your arms, And sang sweetly to us from your verses and psalms. Times together none of us can ever erase The resonance...

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Everywhere this man happened to go He carried his case was always in tow The contents of the case I'd like to know Was it for work or is it just for show ? I decided then I would do me some spying Really curious what's inside I'm not lying Just a bit of tact needs to be...

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We pack each little box Until it’s full of memories. Unpack when we arrive each day. Like spring, when daffodils are new. We put ourselves inside each word, Stuffing the tattered, and ragged edges Of each memory with a lubricant of feeling. Inside, each emotion pressing outward to be free, Not fitting into such tiny boxes. Reading the poets and trying to...

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M-y A-crostic's R-eal I-deals A-pply F-abulous R-egards A-s N-otable C-ontents I-n A-ffection R-ightfully A-dvance R-emarkable O-bjective Topic: Birthday of Maria Francia A. Raro (October 12) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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Contents of my mind are accelerated, Reading books and becoming educated; Pictures seen, In my teen, And knowledge had been consummated. Jim Horn...

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