Draw Up Poems - Poems about Draw Up

...The power of your words Can bind a heart or can break it into two Can create happy memories or painful ones Can build you up or break you down Can bridge the gap or make a wide Your words will r......

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... He came with dust upon his coat, The sun behind him dying red, And in his voice the echo hung Of lands where ancient dreams lie dead. He spoke of seas with lilac skies, Of stars that sang ab......

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...Spontaneous me adores retirement Daily I resolve to make no plans I do not get into a car, I drive nowhere My husband loves to shop, so he does the shopping I do not do the laundry I do not va......

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...The witch sees green. She sets sail from door to door. Her wake fells trees. “What the highest bidder forgot to consider” was the black and blue broom in her grasp. —Poet (sponsor words i......

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... Dreams come clearly as I lie in my bed, thinking of the creatures alive below me. I cautiously draw up the comforter edge. Beneath the mattress, beneath the sheets, beneath the platform, I se......

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...Toiling around the town I grew up in. Never knew there was another way. My footsteps followed those before, keeping my ship anchored at bay. Staring out on the horizon and noticing far off lands in t......

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... Written: September 20, 2024 For: Letters or Photographs Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Ink Empress ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A mound of unsent letters was u......

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...New York times and Washington post, better watch The reports in the columns you host, keep within any Remit, for the wokesters wish to poke' specially those in The big-house, who'll treat as serio......

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...TIME MANAGEMENT I did a jig when I was small When he told me to dance. He’d clap his hands, Small thick hands, Breakfast sausage fingers, Clean, white-moony fingernails, Against my soft-s......

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...As she lay back on the bed She gave herself away With hands pinned to the bed It was time to blow her mind away In between the strokes she'd grasp for air It's like she was drowning in the m......

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...There is a peaceful sound That comes from a deep place within When the high desert winds Blow and ruffle and sting Stilling the soul becomes an artform The painting of azure blue On the hot c......

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...The paddlewheel unloads people, tourists who were out on a cruise, above the docks and the gift shops the brown palisades come in view. (The canoes draw up on the beach, Iroquois out looking t......

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...As the lightening rolled across the sky My pain began to amplify Alone I'd sit trying not to cry Attempting to remain dignified I use to believe it was because of the storm That the lightening......

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...The well of blessing be clear and open. Every day May we go to the well, Let drop our weathered bucket of life, to be filled anew, Then draw up its sweet joy of grace and being ......

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...Last Stroke of Midnight The last stroke of midnight chimes – All plans stand at attention, start here, Perfect prophecy inhales the first breath Of winnowing starlight foretold As you draw u......

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