Grit Poems - Poems about Grit

Here we go again Back to chaos’ den Emotions stretched abound Spirits are being drowned Yet another test Stressed no rest Pressing my vest Nest of pests Nowhere to hide Noone to bride Embrace the tide Time to ride Living is ripping Praying for blessing Singing while stinging Bathing in beating We’ve been here before Scars from past gore Roaring while being sore Crying for no more Get used to the downpour We must make...

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I've got..... I've got skin cancer, bone cancer, lung cancer too, I won't ever let it beat me, if it's the last thing I do. It'll never define me, there till my life is due, Holding on to days new grown, finally like my future's shown. Looking back at my life, I take from it what is good, Separate from the past, living in my cancer's hood. At just...

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"I should not go to school today," Says every girl who feels this way. "I've got the monthlies and the cramps, A flood, a flush, and uterine camps. My mood swings low, my temper is high. Nature's tide flows, I can't deny. My abdomen's as hard as rocks, I've counted twenty bathroom stops. Yet still I rise and face the day, Pack necessities, and...

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Bike to ramp and from ramp to tree In just a second you can feel the hit Hanging midair is a time of glee Adrenaline rush with teeth a’grit Grasping his precious jewels The tens unit clung Crank that cruel switch to eleven so His unborn kids will know he was stung A blindfolded face, cigarette tastes, Tighty-whities, and a Big Mac burger, A...

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Wandering, ever wandering straddling cultural divides Never homing, ever-roaming o’er fretful borders or oceans’ high tides The hands of a tailor, a mender, a fixer-upper conning the vernacular just enough for supper Wandering,...

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marathon runner all the way with a sprained knee ~ a sheer force of will Date written: 05/13/2023...

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Behind the most dazzling eyes you ever did see Lives a tiger who will not be tamed With great zeal she is willing to take on any task Once she does so her focus is aimed She's got strength that's internal, she's beautiful too But don't let that your guard be offset I'd be honored if maybe one day I could...

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My mama said “never give up, whatever you do!” You can be anything you want to be in America I’m not entirely sure that’s altogether true In any case, it holds more promise than Africa. You can be anything you want to be in America When you’re down, someone will help you get up In any case, it holds more promise...

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I hit the canvas one more time, a young man’s pride demeaned by doubt, your hand of friendship helped me climb, disturbed and nearly beaten out. But once again the mouthguard spills, life overflows with ruthless pain, caught ‘tween this warring clash of wills, of failure or success again. The goals I had where only dreams, until you taught me how to plan, the bell...

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Take heart amid violent storms Triggered by others' ignorance; For elephants ignore all worms Who coil under its titanic might. Swim on to that higher clime Where giants dine and wine; For all closer shores promise No treat above common line. Strive for the luminous sun Or hurtle down into oblivion; Forfeit sure ground's safety On which...

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with much grit and grime he had committed a crime from store did steal a dime...

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with much grit and grime he had committed a crime from store did steal a dime...

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We all like what we like. From the greats to the raw and the ripe. The grit keeps on with the great fight. Pushing language beyond what might. Losing time but keeping dear our chosen right. To argue is British. To complain above and beyond our balance and insight. Appearance lost in translation of mob...

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hen pecks at shell grit crafts eggshell collage, mirage salvaged from seashells...

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wouldn’t it be awesome if life were always as smooth as scoops of homemade strawberry ice cream easing down our throat on lazy summer days sad truth is oftentimes we’ll find grit in our leftover soup when we’re at our hungriest yes, my friends we’ve got to make the most of good times as they roll by because we never know what’s around the corner when the road ahead is smooth...

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