Forgoing Poems - Poems about Forgoing

...Absolutely annihilated another one as adverbs and adjectives aimed accurately at both barking brown bulldogs, causing complete chaos. N city coppers come quicker considering crime's definitely doubl......

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...And I'm guarded, like I'm wounded, my first instincts, are to find a hole, dig in, seek ascendance I wanna lighten my dark, I wanna swallow the sun, I wanna feel single; one of one— I wann......

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...My Gift My gift to You is Gladly giving myself In deepest love, Forgoing my selfish ways Totally surrendered to you ......

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...ANYTE OF TEGEA Stranger, rest your weary legs beneath the elms; hear how coolly the breeze murmurs through their branches; then take a bracing draught from the mountain-fed fountain; for this i......

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... This lunar ring's dark mood — A colorless chain hung that Vibes in the cornfield croon She's an invisible gait — A new moon's misses blowing In her twilit ways Sowing Forgoing Growing ......

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... We're born with bodies- set up very well to grow, survive for sure by what we're shown; with instincts also ingrained so we dwell to eat, and drink, then sleep as nature's own. But th......

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...In a dream of future foreseen, a stranger I see, Familiar, yet foreign, just staring back at me. Lines etched by laughter, eyes bright with knowing, Face creased, scarred and pitted with forgoing,......

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...For the love of Salt and Sea A man, Standing tall and feelin free. With his old raggedy clothes, Pipe And his sunburnt nose. On the bow of Ole Navy, Just watching, And waiting for the Jubilee......

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...Or are we included all along, just not privy to the. visibilty path of our fog laden destinations, looking. long. Into the ignorant bliss of the Forests of delusion we. ......

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...Away in a sleigh No gifts for today Santa's gone on holiday Reindeer unyoked, stray Mr Claus found a clause In his contract, to pause, When boots on reindeer paws Were threadbare without cau......

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...My poetry's too cute I need a vacation I'm better off mute ~ though I'm forgoing cremation......

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...#And The Question Begs... HOW TIRED AM I? GIVING IN FASHION THAT ONE CAN BARELY MUSTER PASSION {FOR MYSELF LATELY} BECAUSE...FEELING... TOO DAMN TIRED... TOO DAMN DRAINED... TOO DAMN PAINED.......

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...Drawing near to the end of May (The month devoted to Mary) Sweet-scented thoughts of yesterday Immerse me in books! I tarry... From the Spring-cleaning I should do And progressing with my job ......

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...After papa succumbed to congestive heart failure October 7th, 2020 yours truly neglected fulfilling promised score. I did shirk maintaining bond with youngest sister who when a boy especially......

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...When the snout of lush abundance is full and flowing, when all prey and creature-kind spill upon the verdant swards, then it is that I worry night and day, for the stoat, fox and hawk are at work,......

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