Dawdles Poems - Poems about Dawdles

...Maybe it starts in this dimly lit room, everything seems crystal clear alone. Take in that serenity and trust it, any time you are unsure? Seek.. ‘Voila!’ Make that moment start to scream, open ......

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... In the garden of memories, a bloom so divine. A mother's love, an eternal lifeline. Reading the holy book, a melody that dawdles on. She was holy and a saint like persona. Through her Guid......

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...grabs a hat from the hatstand fraught, he warps the midday sun no apricating mellow touch in haste, too early a venture while camouflaged conspirators beckon to no end, lest he dawdles throug......

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...Written: September 11, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ Don't fret, dear; let's wend off the strife, Candor your winsome grace—embrace life. With ......

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...An exuberant falcon she is, isn’t she? Being the aviator of my flight of thoughts. Cares less she to heed, whenever in adoration, I Do call her for a chat - she is ......

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...Schuylkill Valley Encampment, February, 1778 Dearest Beloved, This letter, penned with nature still enwrapped in winter’s shawl, Might reach your hands by April, should it reach your hands at ......

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...BELLS I. Bells has a tingling ring to it, a jingledy-jangle silver tone. The tympanic waltz, close knit — angelic chorus of Christ’s throne. And Winter parades its magic ......

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...THE OPERA OF DUSK Theatre of life dawdles on Beyond that old and crumbling wall, Where birds and insects come on stage Dusk relaying a curtain call. The city of stones pensive dwells Lau......

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...It’s such a simple gesture that we show to family and friends whene’er we meet; a simple way to always let them know we truly care to make this bond complete. A kiss can come in oh so many ......

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...reverie dawdles cascading down fount of life irrigate Spring's grace March 6, 2018......

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...Weebles wobble but they do fall down. Once without windup whimsy weebles wobble writhing in wistful wiggly wattles, they bubble, bobble, boggle, bottle and boondoggle coddles and dawdles; a ......

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...Mosaics of gold and crimson; follow the last migrating duck. And barren soil littered with death; stripped of its grandeur, turns to muck. Autumn dawdles well past its end; no longer p......

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...On the edge she sits, a frail nonentity; neither bloom nor spirit, nor secure identity, as forlorn and shy she trembles, a man asks her to dance, she must decline. Stuck in a bubble, just missi......

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...On the edge she sits, a frail nonentity; neither bloom nor spirit, nor secure identity, as forlorn and shy she trembles, a man asks her to dance, she must decline. Stuck in a bubble, just missi......

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...On the edge she sits, a frail nonentity; neither bloom nor spirit, nor secure identity, as forlorn and shy she trembles, a man asks her to dance, she must decline. Stuck in a bubble, just missi......

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