Fitful Poems - Poems about Fitful

...All throughout the night the skies are dark and cold. The stars, fitful, sparkle bright for dreamers to behold. Silent nights are never heard. Wolves sing to the lonely moon. Crickets ch......

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...I filled a small trench that yielded fresh water. Built as a serpentine and with a sharp corner. A small waterfall sang a melodious sound, A lulled sleepiness induced when it hit the ground. ......

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...The farmer looked on sown fields with dismay, Be-spotted with tiny holes in despoiled array. Each spot where mice had dug up and eaten. Wheat seeds sown with mice-controls well beaten. The farm......

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... When I arise in the morning, after “Thank you, God!” I often ask, Am I fully loaded for this day to meet and complete my many tasks? Have I spent the necessary time in thoughtful contemplatio......

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...As I ascend the podium, a predator of piquant pontifications, my eyes ravage the assemblage of adversaries, their countenances a canvas of consternation and morbid fascination. The atmosphere is heav......

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...I used to be able to run full steam all day with little sleep Now I can barely walk unless I have a little cat nap because I still am a fitful sleeper at night, up and down I once ran around my ......

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... A new candle flickers and grows Yet its flicker is fitful Soon it will flicker and fade Between its flickers its legacy’s made ......

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...The beloved Queen of Hearts was a merry queen, who'd ever loved to bake; Like confetti midnight stars, sparkling; or the yellow, noon sun, wide awake. She baked myriad varieties of cookie......

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...Quote: Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet. - Roger Miller As Sun rose To new dew On humid day, With raised fluffy tail A three striped palm squirrel Endlessly cried 'chip ch......

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...Am I fitful, fluctuating, fluid? thin compass waver as I jubilantly weave lilac tree vignettes that weep or chortle, rainbow figment curtain rashly wished upon in grain smudge zephyr garne......

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...“ Affirmation without discipline is the beginning of delusion. Jim Rohn “ Relentlessly I pace around the room, like a caged lion, dreaming of vast forests, yearning for savannah grasslands, vag......

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...I was a red-violet, sunny morning person, usually up at the crack of dawn, When orange light poured from the east, upon revival, dewy green lawns. With a cup of aromal coffee, I'd watch y......

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...FLAME OF ASCENSION No-one can escape Flame of Ascension a glance, a glimmer, a gestalted shadow ghosts or gestures guarded Hearts to genteel progress on a path It night......

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...Cats go out then cry to come in. A runt-end of shade wilts. We feel the pull of a Lunar tide, sense the off-center mewing, of a dissonant aria. Trembling dogs hide their body-bones. The air i......

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...For what is pride but an ego's false facade Greed a fallow field of need Lust a liars claim of love Wrath a harbinger of hate Gluttony a beggars fitful dream Envy a failures silken clo......

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