Curtis Poems - Poems about Curtis

To me Lloyd can’t attend: He does badly offend, Customers’ patience bend; After them could dogs send, So that cries might air rend, One sure to go crazy, When Lloyd’s answer is lazy… I’d pay Lloyd good money But found it not funny, As Lloyd made it out wealth Grabbed from off-and-on stealth. Now, I’m free to wilt And courage lose long built…...

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Following down the sidewalks Watching from my backyard, Everywhere I go, he stalks Waiting to catch me off guard Even in the safest places My town, my school, my home, The shape of his masked face is Hiding wherever I may roam Lock yourself into a closet Behind dresses and blue jean, Fight back and scream 'cause it Is the night of Halloween And, when fear is...

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Nine mile water pipe. Ponosse ergo Godzilla saw Liggttraxx Letourneau g175 Saws fractum 2012 Aps Forage 18123007007 Chain trencher Sandvik dd42zie Hw300 Mega tunnel boring machine Mb r800dru cutter Long wall shredder Dc drum cutter Roof top water harvesting....

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A dedicated verse to CURTIS MOORMAN---IN WRITING HIS PRAISE WRITE ON O’ beautiful humanity Fellow brothers of iniquities, yet saved graciously Write on, write on Rolling heaven clouds, soar Let not hands and fingers never still Be alive continue to write peace be still Keep mindful of God’s quills Remember thought Redeeming times be witness will Pen in hand Hand on keyboard Write on, write on Share...

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em we ball, cake been bake deal been done, Curtis Snow, Still on the bluff,...

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Encouraging my gifts, writing and art, a grandpa who loves with all his big heart. We met by chance and great friends we became. He souped me and I recognized his name, wanted a gift made by me, “right...

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Who is or was Eleanor Rigby ? Jerry T Curtis Poetry Contest 27 August 2019 Eleanor Rigby Lost her 1st Born Son and Husband To World War 2 She then dedicated her life to the Church Overcome by grief and loss She became a Nun To seek solace and relief She searched for her answers in God And placed her faith in religion Lives in a dream Masking...

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Some awesome tribute's from poet Curtis I don't think anyone here he did miss Let us men shake your hand For your tribute's so grand And from the ladies a poetic kiss. Thank you Curtis. Written 8th August 2019....

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YOU COMPLETE ME A Collaboration on poem by Curtis Moorman and James Edward Lee Sr. My eyes look for you My heart bleeds the truth My spirit enters your soul completely My mind is stayed on you My lips speak your name softly My arms remain empty without you By doing the above Reaching up You complete me ~ My hands and my arms embraces you; My mind...

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QUIET TIME WITH GOD A COLLABORATION WITH Curtis Moorman--Viv Wigley-- James Edward Lee Sr. In the quiet time of the evening at the end of the day; I hold communion with God while I kneel down to pray; On the spindle of midday and midnight the world turns; Bullets sear, bombs fall and hunger burns, not alone; I...

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"Dedication to Brother Curtis Moorman ~~~I put my trust, my trust on the cross And the one who hung there to save me and the lost Jesus, Jesus" I PUT MY TRUST IN JESUS--- I...

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Curtis Moorman is seventy five today And I hope everything goes his way His family will spoil him that I know He deserves some cheer, rightly so Won a twist contest when he was seventeen Again at sixty seven, he was the best on the scene Saturday night fever comes to mind Golden feet Curtis was one of a kind He dances no...

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To Curtis, I joke to baby avatar so you are running a contest picturing yourself as a waiter "a cup of sueze you stressed?" i...

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There is sweat pouring down my face like a river And I’m shaking all over with utter terror Slowly, unwillingly, my feet drag me in the direction To the place where my horrible fate lays waiting Oh God! What have I done to deserve this? One on each side they flank me, there is no escape They lead me into the...

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Shut The Hell Up Author: Steve Curtis Singing in the shower Singing my song Cats are caterwauling Dogs howling along Rooster is crowing Wants to drown me out Magpies are calling Such a din I've never heard Kookaburras laughing Who's that knocking on my wall Shouting, shut the hell up ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Posted: Fri Sep 2, 2011 1:28 PM WET This was one of the first poems...

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