Far Reaching Poems - Poems about Far Reaching

...What kindles the fire that warms a cold heart? What sparks the imagination? What influences the mind to contemplate life? What unleashes the body's desires? Is it the beauteous setting of a tan......

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... the far-reaching dreams dimly lit full moon - shining - what a pretty sight......

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... When I was a teacher I knew…from their parents my students were on loan and I did my best to treat them as if they were children of my own. At the beginning of every day…this mantra I repeated:......

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... If I have to poetry see and define My words would shrink and stop to ink My thoughts would be unable to align And in confusion I would rather sink.. Visions in words would learn how to sp......

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... Christmas is the season to be 'Jolly'. Thanksgiving is the season of 'Gratitude'. Also, Thanksgiving is a season of beauty, And every facet of its scenery explodes Every fiber of my sensory......

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...The Price of Power: A World on the Brink We are now at the mercy of a leader whose decisions, whether through inaction or impulsive action, feel like the whims of a child. As I navigate my own p......

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...Born into a Burning Home What does it feel like to be born into a burning home? To feel as though you never had a chance to begin with? To be burdened and tormented from a young age? To have ev......

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... On bowride below gentle titans peep ghost ships of the Pacific hunt and chase - great barnacled seafarers of the deep beneath the waves its clear blue waters grace. Where yon an ol......

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...She spoke of his fathering as something way different from her mothering style they both stood to applaud him when he received the diversity of Science award for his research. That day I applaude......

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...Something in her voice that had me tick Curvilinear edges on her face A smile that smiled Lips that spoke charm A face kindred to the moon Her body screamed seduction A goddess of attrac......

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...I knew Billie and Bobbi and boy, were they fun, At the end of the day when my work was all done, And Miss Sally Sue Treet was a challenge to beat, For the bakery that closed at the end of the stre......

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... Beyond softest poetic muse, the garden sighs a breathless trust into the heart, remembering that God, in His great design, singled out the gardener for the joy that defines the flowin......

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...The eyes I have do not amount to the things I see. Amidst the blinding lights, I suffer from the intensity of existing. My eyes are merely a tool to complete my appearance. I see what I see if ......

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...Eyes! Doleful and lonely as they quietly penetrate my soul In their silence, I can hear clamorous rumblings of a tale that pleads to be told Far-reaching and clamorous are these eyes So much......

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...In twilight's silhouette I rock my mind to sleep An effort to release me to a slumber so deep The mystique of dreams unfolds in the night A canvas peacefully painted in the faint moonlight F......

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