Guidebook Poems - Poems about Guidebook

... Humans never grow out of their teenage phase Unclear what an adult means They are subjected to responsibility Requiring maturity, no human has proven to be Various other targeted teenagers A......Read the rest...

...Who initially determined what is good and what is bad? What to think, and what not to ask? Why the hell doesn't anyone else voice more questions like that? Why are most people sheep that get caught u......Read the rest...

...I readily admit I am a country bumpkin But I am no buffoon I am in this to build others up To help others win To raise up my neighbors and my friends We hear about the coastal towns Both east......Read the rest...

...Thanks be to You, Almighty God Sacred Scripture, Sunday sermons, Spiritual poetry. We read the written Word; we hear the spoken Word, Thoughts begin to take shape, conception occurs and we write......Read the rest...

...The young couple was about to have a baby so they thought it would be nice to sit down with his grandpa and ask for some advice. “What can I tell you about raising children?” He said. “About helpi......Read the rest...

...We went to romantic Scotland for our honeymoon on Hogmanay Had no idea it was a rather special brunette-only-welcome kind of day My husband tried to go into the lobby of the bed and breakfast twice......Read the rest...

...The past can be found written in history books Statues stand and tell no lies To see the future to the stars you need to look We are pawns in a game of queens kings and rooks Bygone crimes w......Read the rest...

...Understanding me is not an easy task, It takes a while to see behind my mask. I’m kind, caring and hardworking, Don’t mistake that for being easy going. I’m like a Rubrik cube to put it plain, ......Read the rest...

... ~ ~ ~ ~ Looking up I was so awestruck, suddenly my muse was unstuck; oh windstorm_ I saw a huge flock of bluebirds, singing a song so long unheard; oh rainstorm_ I got ou......Read the rest...

...Crook! She stole my guidebook, my pink Ray-Bans, my outlook — it’s grim. The schnook snatched my Diamonte fountain pen. She took my attaché case filled with cash. Forsook my manners —......Read the rest...

...This is a poem to tell you what poetry must be, A how-to-write-a-poem guidebook for you, by me. A poem must have both rhythm and rhyme, And be happy and jumpy and apply to the time. Have lots......Read the rest...

...Lets talk about love Love is meant to be an opportunity To share a place in time, And an open heart for a person, That God has designed, just for you. Love is to be our now, Our everlasting ......Read the rest...

...Watch the people walking – Check their bodies, not their faces. You can tell a lot as they Perambulate their paces. Strutters filled with confidence Step lively, arms a’swinging, Silently announcin......Read the rest...

...With crack of first light of dawn The day's work begins; sleep's gone Gather food; cook Aroma fills air, breathe on. Spices, herb bouquet add-on Day has great outlook Just short time to lay......Read the rest...

...“12For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.......Read the rest...