Day One Poems - Poems about Day One

Day one, one day, there two different things with so much to say, you entered my life one day, and I’ve been in love with you since day one, you were my someone, but things end, people change, not everyone will love you the same, but I did, I still do, you left, I waited...

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Song of the Highest Tower by Arthur Rimbaud translation by Michael R. Burch Let it come, let it come, The day when all hearts love as one. I’ve endured so long That I’d even forgotten The pain and the terror. I’ve visited heaven, And yet a morbid thirst Still darkens my veins. Let it come, let it come, The day when all hearts love as one. Thus the...

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Exuberance and joy, with prayer, hope and glory The people of America continue writing story Tough days ahead, decisions and cutback But never doubt, for we have our own country back January 20, 2025 ...

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From day one God gave me a vision Of what it is I had to do Many people in my life reached out to hurt me But it added too me With Myself Being true A woman not scorned Never to give up on love It's out there somewhere Full of bliss and happiness One day I will find it Embark on it Like searching the heavens above...

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The table set just us three My wife, my son and me A masterful meal spirits raised high How about a song now ...

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Poured, what I swore would be…. my last bottle Then lost to temptation, as I crushed…. my final can I don’t believe me, when I say….it’s over But for the thousandth time… I’ll make my stand Now here I am: Sober day one….. My eyes are still cloudy as I Reach out for The Son A self induced prison Is what my life’s...

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Such a lot of things I'd do, The books I'd read The shows I'd see! I'd sip long galleries Of half-forgotten pleasures. He went to school, the youngest, Not big enough to tie his shoes, School case in his chubby grip, Smiling, eager, new...I sit and Silence creeps about uncluttered rooms....

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her soft body has the scent of lavendar though her skin tastes like cinnamon and her hair smells like peppermint for some reason i want celebrate Christmas my everyday in her vibe and existence feels like such her love shines in vast abundance, and it is never too much kisses are electric like a surge of benevolent immediacy the warmth that emits from...

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Depression pressure hits different when it’s pressing on the last piece of your mental Stressing through the physical Trying to rebound the fiscal And always escape the usual, cycle perpetual Life flow better when its contextual Depression It will turn you off but I’m trying to decide how to press on and press forward But how do I still end up at...

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New Year’s Day One-One Twenty-One David J Walker One-One Twenty-One Exhaling Decembers air Breathing in and Believing again In hope instead of despair...

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and all at once sun dandelions seeds bees locks Spring hasn’t sprung me 3/20/2020...

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So much help day one day two Impressed us all this man named Shoe Three and four was there at the bell Helping out and rather well. Where is Shoe? I asked week two. Laughter came from one, now two. Let me guess, one did shout. On week one he came right out. You will never see that again. He shirks his duty like...

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Finally the voice of opening an account won Why? You'd ask Everyday I sit in front of my monitor I am bleeding I am hiding I am running I found my solace when I key in this words that smile back I finally found my hiding place I finally found a home for my words I am finally free Who will tell my grands of...

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Taken captive by the present Stuck in the in between Shedding the unpleasant Just to add a mean regime Contemplating the before Anticipating the end result Dissecting what’s in store While the reward becomes occult Fickle ways won’t pay Temptations mustn’t thrive There will surly come a day I’ll reach the other side...

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Day one Monday, I wake up and look out the window The dark gray clouds hinting of a storm I stay in and sleep the day away Tuesday, I wake up and look out the window The dark gray clouds hinting of a storm I check for a rain coat in the closet I stay in and sleep the day away Wednesday, I...

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