Design Poems - Poems about Design

A vase, simple, elegant smooth symmetrical, with only one side, surface no inside nor outside, only in between a narrow neck extends up from the bulb twists back on itself to meld back into the vessel with no perceptible seam, join or mark at the intersection moving over its surface tracing, seemingly left and right, is not feasible the vase, no flower bears,...

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Flight Design I saw a seagull floating by High up in springtime’s bright blue sky Slow flap, slow flap No hint of haste While down below From bush to bush The plain house sparrow Had to rush. With wingbeat fast It can’t beat slow From here to there It’s got to go In just a mo ‘Cause God said so! ...

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It is just another day To be used as we like To choose joy as our companion Or embolden friction and strife It is just another hour To spend as we desire To embrace love as a mentor Or wallow in customized mire It is just another minute To be valued as a prize To caress truth as life’s foreplay Or nestle with deception and lies It...

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Until we meet again Not by chance But by design Not by accident But by choices accepted or declined Not by coincidence But by the alignment of our souls Not by a fluke But by universal sparks that unite our unrelenting goals Not by a stroke of luck But by focus and a guided decision Not by blind impact But by stars on a predetermined collision Until we...

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Both were power, both stood divine Gaze met and eyes danced in shine Soul entwined as snake - side effect without wine She was six and he was nine Claimed each other - forever mine The divine pair - beautiful God design Their body - medium nothing more Love - the essence their soul swore Two halves of one, beyond compare True love found...

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The Universe had a beginning ... something caused it to begin Measure with the measured stones and stepping akin Cause and effect logicians praise Thomas’ words like a gun Space and Time adopted twins creating creation — from zero sum (The New Room: March, 2025) ...

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If I could design my garden pests, I would have pink tobacco hornworms Rainbow striped lady bugs, and bees carrying dusters instead of stingers The faeries would wipe their feet on my dahlias and call me Trixie...

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vast wonder-scape expanse variegated flora silent joy confetti heat-swirl rise oaken nesting suites sprinkled seedlings dispatched...

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I've heard that love is all about heart -- so dear, my heart is yours; I hear that loneliness is all about apart -- so take my hand it is yours.... I know that time is timeless, when moon and stars all a-line -- a stray puppy a little kitten come to a yard no tender heart will decline -- as a stray soul looking for God will find grace...

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Searching the rear view; I do see with clarity. All that occurs in a lifetime is by Divine Design. The purpose and plan for my life; its verity. Searching the rear view; I do see with clarity. His scarlet thread connects us in solidarity. Pruning people plants, grow, mature, refine. Searching the rear view; I do see with clarity. All that...

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Created by God an original pattern loyal follower...

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Big confusing words belie how the essence of good design is being simple, succinct, accurate and precise! It's not conceptualizing, brainstorming, envisioning, strategizing, theorizing, or hypothesizing! But, being clearly focused on the straight and narrow path to elegant simplicity in design, With nothing left to add, nothing unnecessary left to take away. Strangely, the path to keeping it simple can involve many complex phases...

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Many are lost in a mind that can be seen as a dream Lovely illusions are confusing as perception isn't what it seems The mind is a field within itself deeper than holes in the grass Cut the grass & see things deeply rooted in the past Our foundation is a cast full of liquid ideas that become solidified Everything is pliable for the world is easily molded by the mind Born...

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Too soft to describe with words Letters have sharp edges And speech can’t define If peace were a river I would be a leaf Falling in my deadness The freshness of green gone Helpless as I am Swirling in the wind Destined for the dirt But the water draws me close Flowing with alien weight The scent of hope and solitude Kisses my thirstiness My eyes overflow with the...

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Down dusty lanes we quietly stroll Fallen' leaves , red and brown decorate the ground memories covered with smoke and haze fill simpler days of choices made coming close to playful pursuit death by design leads to life in the twilight...

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