Feat Poems - Poems about Feat

Cobalt clouds lie heavy laden Clear sun's light peeks through gray Crows cawing says enjoy the time Even on this rain drenched day The barn swallows fly out to hunt Their circles and swoops low I hope their breakfast is delish And in the sky God hangs a bow The air is pleasant, damp and cool There's an eerie stillness Will there be...

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In the dim-lit alley of the soul's bazaar, Were jazz and jive spill from ajar, We tap our feet, snap fingers, under stars, And speak in verses, raw and without pause. The city breathes, a living, pulsing beat, Its heart a drum, its voice a saxophone, We weave through streets, our words a rhythmic feat, In its sync with life yet distinctly...

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The Ball My Feat, .... The Snowflakes, Pound! That Winter White Covered The Ground! A Bouncing Speed, Of Skipps And Strides, ...

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There's a guy I know that loots. He often wears special boots: Strong leathery ones he'd choose, His feet in them starts to cruise To break doors with non-helped feet! Isn't that alone a feat? Bruce should like to see rogues do that "But feet later go flat!" Means, then, looter can be caught: From boot shop found straight to court...

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Rusty rock scrabble Crunches under my boots Carefully I place my feet Been kicked down Your steep face Before When I Heedless Scrambled up Until Rock rolled Ankle Pain Torture Crash Black… ...tumble … ...

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Ice crystal contrails cerulean skies crisscross, Grazing the wispy clouds of cottony linens Like smooth white, waxy strings of dental floss Strung out high above these heavenly denizens. Grazing the wispy clouds of cottony linens Are they playing war games above the peace? Strung out high above these heavenly denizens Are they from earthly tensions finding release? Are they playing war games above...

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There are so many forms poetic at which I am sadly pathetic The Etheree don’t set me free The Villanelle, this poet’s hell The Cinquain is a royal pain I find the Acrostic absurdly caustic Blank verse a dull non rhyming curse Haiku like hammering a screw Italian Sonnets, Shakespeare in a bonnet The Ode, what a load A Senryu, let’s laugh at you A Triolet,...

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NO GREATER FEAT No greater feat now, no conquest higher; than to rescue thine heart to its own desire. Must you be in such anguish, at my arrival? I shall save thee now to a passion's revival. Fear now no longer that I cannot see, how your heart doth race at the mere sight of me. Raise the...

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day was nices some threw rice the walk and talk as jesus came from dust it was hats this and that round and fat dress so neat jesus EASTER FEAT...

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GeorgeLuis: Deep demons breaking my heart But I'm still smiling, trying to play the part Time, time ticking in my head Now life is like walking on a thread Feeling alone, God send an angel instead Real purpose of smiling again? Is there new love waiting ahead? My angel keeps me company Her love is my astronomy Knowing every little thing...

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When my soles were first created Mom and Dad did consummated Tossed and turned out a head Lost my bearings feet instead After spank to make a cry Inked and printed black feet dye One small step for little baby One giant leap for parent's maybe After one two or three needle All of a sudden I was bipedal On my soles could not lose Roll...

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Larry had a wart on the end of his nose it was appalling and he saw that it grows. He found a doc who gave it thought. Then slickly transplanted it to one of his toes....

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Going home Billy got stung by a bee, " It hurts too much! " His mom checked out his little hand full of sticky sugar, but she didn't see anything on his skin soft and fair, " You are okay! " She consoled him with a touch. Getting close to home he saw a moaning man in...

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Winnowed was the produce of my heart And fortune favoured me upon that day. For what remained was worthy of respect And helped me rise above the fumes and fray. The consciousness of good was well received My soul and heart were like soaked bread in wine. Although I did not doubt the creative word To gain this mark of honour...

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The feat of life flows to a special beat We each lend a hand composing the band Tribal drums since it all begun It can soothe you, groove you, power to really move you Silly to think string holds everything Purely just by chance this Universal dance Such purity and grace, except the human race Truly everything IS and has it's own...

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