Guessing Poems - Poems about Guessing

Second Guessing In To Out Sometimes, I wish… my ears to brain to mouth worked as close to normal as possible. These are the times when I second guess the communication process. Life and communication would be much easier. I often second guess the whole process of information coming in and what I say going out. This...

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Matthew 28:20 Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen. Crimson petals, on poinsettia’s shadow Healing the heart, broken by still nights Glistening thoughts, in hesitant glow Softly calling, a song beneath the lights Vibrant eyes, sometimes dark, sometimes mellow Still the snowfall’s...

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I don’t speak, I write. I don’t bark, I bite. Though I don't meet your gaze, You're in my mind all of my days. Notes I send each night, Is your response to my delight? You make me think, oh babe, Is this a game you've played? Was it me, or was it not? Thought it was me, but it's not. Your actions, they confuse, Why...

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As a cartoonist, I can play a bit with my students. I like drawing a bit at a time, letting them guess. The little girl guessed a puppy, kitty, panda bear. Finally, alligator which was close after I drew scales. Her last guess was a dragon – a cloud dragon. I realized then that I had decorated the beast with...

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Guessing game about fruits can bring delight: What's that puzzling fruit with diet's insight? ...or name the musical fruit not actually a fruit... I'd rather have grapes; thanking God; that's right!* *Psalm 51:10 Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me. August 28, 2023 5th place, "A Fruity and Funny Limerick" Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by...

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I often open the curtains to let the heat in, but there’s no sunshine today. While sat in a chair that’s versed and infirm, blistered brown, bitter and solid as the surrounding bricks. Was it a daydream of fortune. When a breeze, shimmered with animals within a contorted tree. Behind a typhoon of blue. An open curtain can...

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This word or that word, the length of the line The meter, the rhythm, to rhyme or not rhyme Each voice comes unsettled, new phrases diverse Is it this way or that way —when penning the verse (The New Room: December, 2021)...

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Quit the guessing game, ego spawned Exit game of shadows Has not as yet, love and light dawned Rapture that bliss endows To voice of God agree In carefree, joyous spree Setting soul here, now free Seek not fleeting fame Quit the guessing game 19-November-2021 Quietus ...

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I’m always second guessing Never really knowing If anything I’ve done or do Are my true intentions showing Can you tell the pain I’m in Would you even guess That if you asked the right question My answer would be Yes Would I stay or would I go I really do not know Do I love you, do i want you I cannot answer this for...

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Guessing Game My first is in bat and It's also in ball Second is seen in fell but is not in fall Third is in lover also in desiring Fourth is in my rhyme, my rhythm and my rhyming Fifth is found in cloud and in silver lining. My name is a gemstone seen biblically It is the real...

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O Lord, our God Blessed are You Mankind so sinful Blessed by Who?...

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I am guessing that I may not know you at all, Or have met you (dear reader) though always on call For a text or an email, a voice mail adds grace, Chance encounters are great too! Friends meet face to face! But you won't see me hide in poem or rhyme (Distillation of mist from God's muse in my...

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~ a teenage girl plays ~ ~ he loves me, he loves me not ~ ~ with a sunflower ~ Date written: 07/19/2019...

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I lay my eggs in water. I criticize my daughter. My eyesight is super keen. My nymphs are...

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African mud banks are my go-to place Yummy termites and ants my favorite food, My claws help me keep cool in a digging space. My sticky tongue keeps me in a marvelous mood Who am I? Want to try? Take a guess. More or less. X ...

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