Followed Poems - Poems about Followed

Little Larry came in using a wet puppy as an umbrella He’s starving, he loves me, he is such a good fella Where did you find him? He smells like wet dog Behind Brewster’s woodshed, next to their hog He is hungry, maybe starving, he needs a new home. His mother said he also needs a bath and a comb. We...

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February 12 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 3-5 Key Verse – Numbers 3:16 And Moses numbered them according to the word of the LORD, as he was commanded. FAITH IN GOD WHO MUST BE FOLLOWED ACCORDING TO HIS WORD God must be followed according to His Word along His ruling While we abide by faith in...

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I've lived in alleyways, hunting for scraps. Surviving by wits, avoiding all traps. I've had enough of those uncertain days And I'm looking for some place to stay. I've followed my instincts, lived in the wild. Been raised in a barn, a natural child. I think I'm ready for taming my ways And I'm looking for some place to stay. I may howl...

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I can’t focus very often. It makes me sigh. They would take me in if I act nice. They would really take me in if I panicked and yelled. Instead, I’ll be in my bedroom. If they want me bad enough? They will follow me to my house. They will, maybe? I am not willing like I used...

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I followed the path because I recognised it as the path that followed me sunlight made the pebbles paler as I made them darker like a shadow I rounded a bend in the path as the path rounded the bend in my arm circling my palm, circling a lake I walked as the path, the route I was taking this 'outside' taking...

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He led them, and they followed It was easy, lightly stepped Not yet hollow, full of depth A prophet with a promise not yet met Of eternity, of love and affection Yet something lies in his inflection He speaks of grandure for the chosen He surrounds them with like minds Once immersed, a kind of frozen Too far down to know you're fooled Rabbit holes...

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But he followed her home, the daddy said. Mommy’s green eyes rolled to the back of her head. You are so easy! He can sleep in your bed! The goat loved it there, they named him Ned. Mommy finally moved out into the shed. Making it a haven, where she knitted and read. What else could we do? The daddy said. The...

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I could never really understand Why some women Won’t give me the time of day And seem to look the other way Or I feel like I’m being hunted And I’m their prey I just don't get it. I get so confused You either win Or You lose And it seems I don’t always have the right To choose I’m not exactly George Clooney But sadly More...

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It followed me home the youngster said. The rooster was struggling to get away from her grasp. We can see that said her parents....

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I am sorry but you cannot come the elderly musician said. He liked the little cairn terrier dog, nicknamed him Friendly Fred. Friendly Fred kept following over a rickety bridge and well beyond. He kept him but had to get rid of his wife, of whom he was no longer fond....

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On the tides of words, The eyes too light, In the running of zebras, I’m looking for it, Under the wool, night dreams, On the precious jewels, The faces without worries, I’m still looking for it, On the torn heart, By the Mayan treasures, On the sleeping sun, I’m looking for it, In my nervous city, In the fields of olive trees, On the softened glass, I’m looking for it, In...

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In open schools, On the laziness of orange trees, On the beds of straw, I’m looking for it, In the naked mills, On the guest books, On the square roofs, I’m looking for it, Under the sheets of Sunday, On the tars that melt, On the white spices, I’m looking for it, On the defeated facades, The distant sails, On the sweet vines, I’m looking for it, Dans les écoles ouvertes, Sur...

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On the pillow Of the deserts contemplated, On the lips and eyelids, I’m looking for it, Among the distant noises, On the flying carpets, In the learned plates, I’m looking for it, Among the humming of bees, In the rooms of kings, On the lavender of the eyes, I’m looking for it, On the forest moss, The branches of the clouds, On the blue laughter of comets, I’m looking for...

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On the hives in color, On the summer clothes, On the tables and fruit, I’m looking for it, In the knotted buns, On the wings of birds, On the wings of hurricanes, I’m looking for it, On the surprised lemons, On the necklaces of mothers, On the turned over baskets, I’m looking for it, On the trust granted With wheat and vines, On your sunny skin, I’m looking for it, (...

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On the rounded shells, Under the arches of the stars, On the children’s toys, I’m looking for it, On the deserts crossed, On the waves without fear, In the smiling gardens, I’m looking for it, In the shared silences, Under the dancing flags, In the dreams of birds, I’m looking for it, In the villages and their bell towers, On the caresses of the hills, In rhymes and...

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