Eleven Poems - Poems about Eleven

Of eleven children he was the first and from an early age for research had a thirst his love of dogs was no surprise highly regarded he received the Nobel Prize altho' no longer around of all those that ever were I clearly like the sound as with food it goes so well and if nothing else the name 'Pavlov' rings a bell ...

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Should 21st Century poetry For the new minds of a culturally bombarded generation Be limited from 3 to 7 lines? Before you answer To me personally, even though to answer, makes my Heart aches I like reading poetry built around subtlety Concealed layers or secretive depths Relatable interchangeable meanings Powerful raw stuff that sometimes leaves your eyes wet Unearthed within deciphering...

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Q Why did the five wise virgins tell the five foolish virgins to go the sellers of the oil? A They would have not have enough oil to be able to trim their own oil lamps. Matt.25:9 Q Were all of the virgins surprised when they heard the cry about the bride...

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I was just eleven that day, Seeking love that slipped away, Yearning for a warm embrace, Hoping someone'd see my face. Then I caught your steady gaze, Like the sun through morning haze, Blue eyes bright and waves of brown, Wore your beauty like a crown. Knew you for a little while, Trapped beneath your gentle smile, Kind and warm you seemed to...

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Q: What's the time-line of human history? A: God created the world in six days 24 hour days. Six times one thousand years equals actually 6,000 years of human history. Q: God rested on the Sabbath, Saturday's seventh day of the week during His initial...

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Seven Thirty, Five Thirty and Nine Paid a visit to Ten Past Eleven They were tasting the precious mulled wine Talking sweetly until it struck seven Seven Thirty then raised from his chair Said I’m sorry but I have to go Answered Ten Past Eleven take care Hope you’ll be back in time at your home Then Five Thirty fell down fast asleep As...

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Any Sunday 2015 Long is Sunday, empty streets a tunnel of silence, damp pavement, water trickles into gutters. Burnt matches, *** butts and yesterday's leave forms a rust brown dike, it bursts and floods tiny pebbles- flowers on the window sills admire the rain on glass. A life spent in a pot fear no weed and see no evil. A black cat decides not to cross the road, a child...

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Like your favorite ambrosian juice and long caramel series, there's always an end. Everything has an end. The arcane rainbow, the beating rain, your aching pain. Hunger is a feeling, and to conquer it, you must feed it. The strongest things are buried beneath the ground, in the dark, in the unknown and to know...

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NINE ELEVEN MEMORIES Like the glorious Twin Towers that fell, I fear that day, was our descent into hell. Our American values seemingly dashed. Amongst all the rubble from the fiery crash. Giant spotlghts up to the heavens glared. The rubble of the dust, filled the New York night air! The grand thing was, all the flags that we, in memory...

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Have I become too old to remember, A day that shook our senses to the core. Twenty-Three years ago, to be exact when Terror became fundamental, no longer to ignore. The pages of history have...

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All biblical quotes and verses are from the NIV In Isaiah 6:8, the LORD God asks the Old Testament prophet, Isaiah two related questions: "Whom shall I send and Who will go for us? And Isaiah replies,"Here I am. Send me!" The birth of Samuel 1:1-7 (part one) There was a certain man from Ramathaim, a Zuphite, whose...

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"In our hands is the future of all wildlife with whom we share this earth. They cannot speak so we must." Quote...

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The eleventh month, November, the month that takes a breath, As it's waiting. Waiting for a fickle sun to decide. Though sun's decision ever is to skim the sky with stealth, As if a painter's hand the vibrant stars of night has 'plied. The short days of muted light unwrap autumn's cold beauty, While thick blankets on a bed ensure...

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Eleven hours you waited To get you some meds Now you are dying In this hospital bed You squeezed my finger tight You twist and turn your head You moaned in pain Just before you were dead Your lungs start to struggle You couldn’t fight anymore Your little heart stopped I collapsed to the floor They brought you back Said you weren’t dead Your heart restarted But oh, your cold...

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NINE ELEVEN That fateful day when the news came in Grim indeed, but seemed a world away The two tall pinnacles of a modern city It took some time to really feel the pity All colour disappeared, leaving only grey And in that moment chaos would begin Services were scrambled to reach the site One soon after the other, crashing down Crumbling stonework, and...

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