Day Poems | Share Poems for a Special Day

save dwelling in the pause nothing need be done free from volition with truth one...

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After the Rain, I’m Left with an August Day My ears ring as I sit in the loft and the sun shines through haze. It rained last night and I know it will rain again. I’ve already checked through my emails embracing my ritual to start the day. The house cat rubs against my leg until I allow it onto my lap. I visited...

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Hair looked wild, got to hide my tattoo, Because today I have a job interview. I wear a long sleeve shirt, scarf, and hat, To hide my dragon-skull and vampire bat. Went into Blackrock, the secretary smiled, I wanted to spend time with her a while, Then she saw the beer stains on my shirt, Decided she didn't want to flirt. Talked to...

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Love really exists Caring reciprocal love Father, children, happy family... Father of the earth, you are beautiful created in magnificence graciously gifted by God to give yourself to your children in love! Father, exemplary man, strong husband and royal protector, crucial support and support... Gently but attentively, father warns; daughter, don't play at the table! "Father, I'm recording, I'm not playing." Calm, transparent pond... ducklings learn to swim! Father duck,...

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God dwells in all forms; please recognise this ~ Who we are in truth is love, light and bliss...

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The world drowns us in problems Then expects us to breathe solutions In a society that demands whispers of lullabies rocking them to sleep Whilst we deal with the havoc they wreak Safe in the silence of their homes Black women have to deal with the chaos outside alone The white man's mess becomes the black persons job Our...

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to which image do we yet cling ~ that prevents childlike heart to sing ...

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Monday's are always blue Tuesdays proved to be so too never can find a way to make it safely through Wednesday's they came and went now all the money's spent yet wouldn't you know it never even made a dent Thursdays became a bust and Fridays I just can't trust they always let me down leave me in the dust Saturdays are shadow play what more can I...

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if we are here and God is out there then He is not omnipresent exit the cage of narrow belief blur boundaries for soul’s ascent ...

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Days Alone Here I stayed when the silence broke— the air, a breath that barely woke me. Your name lit up my phone, but the meaning felt long gone. I cried alone to feel the sorrow, a night too dark to hold tomorrow. The rain stood still, in borrowed time, each drop a pause in my decline. Soft, endless, unheard—I spoke. The truth was raw, my voice near broke. No comfort came, no hand to...

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Turning in to night ...

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let our suggestion be not an imposition but only an offering view point proffering in utmost gentleness to promote wellness inducing love to spurt seeking not to convert eye nonjudgmental mindful touch gentle...

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DAWNING ANOTHER DAY Like sunshine of day, Again, I have my dawning; Glory to God:- May divine wisdom and guidance Lead me in labors of love. In this day’s sojourn, May I be a sower of Determination: Cultivating hope and faith In conquering all evils:- Use me today God, In making this thankful day One to be be glad in: A day of...

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A mother walks through bullets for bread A child through shellfire for a sip of grain Young girls bleed in corners quietly Toddlers die in mothers' arm from thirst. This is the plot, world is writing on, Poets, presidents, painters even parrots all scribbling words on rubbles and ruins. An aid truck hums like ice cream van drawing children to their deaths. Graves are...

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sitting outside in my pajamas a beautiful breezy May morning dandelion, clover and violets at my feet my puppy is splashing in his pool, making it muddy King dog lies in the shade under a hemlock tree fluffy white dandelion fuzz barely moves I hear a small plane engine not one bit of traffic here birds are chirping and tweeting diverse colors of green...

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