Dedication. Poems - Poems about Dedication.

Don’t clip my wings  My paintbrush has traced many lines My feathers have flown in many formations A commander of confidence  I am flying  My heart is racing  I know I am alive  Am I living?  These talons need to be removed.  Where are my wings?  What happened to my art? I remember a paintbrush. Why am I naked? Did I doubt it?  Did I clip my wings?  ~Reborn ...

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if tomorrow happens to be what ive waited so long for, then my eyes might start to pour. ill say yes, although you already knew. i never lost you, only tried. but not even once did my heart say goodbye. ive tried letting go, tried to forget. but something about you, your love, my soul could not reset. i...

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Summer Solstice 2025 Friday, June twentieth at 10:42 Post Meridian Eastern standard time will find Earth's North Pole tilted closest toward sun. This demarcates most daylight hours of the year for people living within the northern hemisphere. Just shy of the supposed bewitching hour (more than twelve hours from drafting these lines) nearest star in solar system reaches highest point in the sky. Hence hasty...

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Sweet little one, Please don't cry. Don’t shed your tears, Don’t hide your face, Step into the light. Don’t be afraid. Know that I am here, Know that I am by your side, Through the thick and the thin. So don’t you shy away, You can take on the world, Face your fears head-on, Show them what you're made of. Show the world you’re not backing down now. Tell...

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I've always been drawn to poetry Robert Frost writes my favorite one I've tried to be just as magnificent But my words don't match what he's done I have wrote touching beautiful words That fill hearts with different emotion Depending on the words and their use My words will touch you proving their notion I want you to...

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"After the March" Almost eight years, the flags have flown, A soldier's wife, yet so alone. Eight years of heartache, silent cries, Of wiping tears and telling lies Like "I'm okay," when I was breaking, Like "We’re fine," though barely making. Stress clung tight like second skin, While I held the outside in. Weight I carried on my soul, Filling both the mom and dad...

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Your dress today looked beautiful So beautiful on you I saw it when you first walked in What others said was true You wear your clothing oh so well I love to see your choice And something else I love as much Is the sound of your sweet voice The things that make me notice Are what things set you apart...

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Thank you when you think of me Thank you when you call Thank you for your amity Thank you for it all Thank you that you call me friend We know we'd like it more If we could love until the end Who knows the plan in store? Thank you for the poetry Thank you for the songs Thank you when you message me The moment...

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I Will Pour Out My Spirit A Spence Linking Pin Sonnet — Devotional Voice I will pour out My Spirit like a song, Song of the heavens falling soft as rain. Rain on dry bones to raise the lost and wrong, Wrong turned to right by mercy in the flame. Flame in the eyes of daughters who now dream, Dreams of...

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I close my eyes on this Warm Summer Day And slowly my mind is lead far away Back to another time so long ago And to melodies I remember so The music of Surfin Safari to Surfin USA There was no mistakin Brian’s talent had introduced a new Music craze Why there...

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Will you miss me Lord ,when I’ve gone my sweet Jesus? Will you miss me Lord when I’m gone? I believe I pray mostly for others, but I might be wrong! I have given you all of my best ,until I expired .I gave my best even when wrong! I gave my best my redeemer, thought I’d...

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Memories are something you never lose, They are with us every day, Memories lost only if this is what you really choose memory of her is in my heart each and every day. ...

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Can loving you ~ ever be a mistake? Come what may, I won’t ever take a break. Even if it’s pretense— life itself feels fake....

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I sat there for what seemed an eternity. I lost myself in an ocean of orange and red. How poignant, Staring off into the remnants of yesterday. how beautiful to recall a sun that slowly gives its life so that others may live. How inconsiderate a solitary tear to acknowledge a sacrifice. A subtle shiver as the shedding of my skin....

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