Earful Poems - Poems about Earful

...The smell of the ocean The glitter of the sun Oh, it is time for some fun You can see beach umbrellas anywhere And find sand everywhere And you can feel the nice cool air But don't get me s......

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... Written April 11, 2025, for Contest Sponsored by Edward Ibeh Quote: 1/ “The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” ? Rumi 2/ "Many times we pick at the bitt......

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... A situation or an individual always has two sides or even multiple sides Its just that you don't tend to knows about it or never got to know one A laugh , a beautiful smile which I knew for de......

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...slips slide snuggle signs wriggly wrapped window wanders earful eavesdroppers earth entertains everyone taking time to tell the truth......

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...The Alex Joneses among us As we are coming up to Christmas, which is a feast for the advertisers, and it is impossible turning or switching on the radio or TV without getting an earful of sent......

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... never will I forget hearing your assuaging earful a pocketful of moons ago; merely four words th......

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...Fer these er nay stumblin' on a reality that er givein' us reasons to be spooked fer our future en global stability... gee! wake-up we should be scared, gosh already we're experiencin' more, a......

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...Not always cheerful, Sometimes sorrowful, Sometimes delightful. Sometimes hurtful, Sometimes regretful, Sometimes beautiful. Sometimes disrespectful, Sometimes respectful, Sometimes wond......

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...The happy nest inspires; expires. Chirping papa sends his regards with memories - flying solo, of his marriage; and the mundane - the bills and chores. Listening aids one left behind. ......

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...Good day, Sun; so nice to see you. At my age, despite what odds I give I can't get anyone to bet, all wagering off, as to whether, the following morning, I will be earth-side or aloft? ......

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...You ask: who has the voice of peace? He who goes through the crash of thunder and the murmur of the moon, earful of war and short-lived souls. who has filled graves with tears and touched the tom......

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...Jacob R. McGee© “Jake” was what they called him with respectfulness and awe Ever’ since he came up here from down in Arkansas Never was a bully who’d confront our family Cause my Dad, was the b......

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...The pencil now resting the image was 'testing' for the creature before him, (his badly-drawn drawin') had come out 'not right' somewhat twisted and tight. The picture in question, it burst with su......

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...Saving yourself seems like the likely thing to do when all of your turmoil comes to fruition Sitting alone in your Fruit of the Looms enjoying a midnight's poor choice keeping your sanity within an ......

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...Here come the birds a-twittering at 8:26 a.m. The racket not heard until now, but now the sweet pecking of my eardrums drum in the sweetest way — the way God made them to. Too precious the vain......

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