Guidelines Poems - Poems about Guidelines

Unity brings all together Humility keeps them forever Humiliation sets them apart Prosperity makes all bright Possibilities they all ride or strive for. No discipline No results or success Steady insults Brings you regrets If you wanna know Please always ask questions Not living with assumptions. Every habit Is a consumption Consuming your time or money Giving memories When...

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The sunniest mornings, the most contemplative afternoons, the most starry nights, conveys my soul, guides me through life...!...

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CREDO-POETRY IS AN ORAL ART AT ITS BEST WHEN RECITED it then becomes a two-way unique one-off.experience . TRADITIONAL LINE CAPITALISATION RHYME ..in tetrameter (ABBA).YES.. but NOT otherwise as it creates a natural pause...

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The coach on the sidelines the foreman in the shop Each follows certain guidelines so his team comes out on top Our leaders in Washinton they have their guidelines too They each stick a finger in the...

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Sometimes beliefs that we held in our youth Lose the certainty we once regarded as truth, Then we have to decide what to keep, what to shed, What still fits us or what is beginning to shred. Simply clinging to all that we learned in the past, Even though, at the time, we believed it would last, Doesn’t factor in various...

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Strange times mean you’ve got to think fast, Or our COVID gains just might not last. With six feet of space, Put a mask on your face When you shelter from nuclear blasts! ...

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At my funeral they will be playing Helen Reddy “I am woman, hear me roar!” Cher’s “Gypsy’s, Tramps and Thieves” And Adam Lambert. I love all his stuff! I will be sitting behind my grandchildren, sending them the giggles My besties will tell the funniest stories; there will be no crying. People will be lying in the aisles kicking their...

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G-uidelines give good chance I-n containing the terrible threat; N-eatness and cleanliness A-bate the dreaded droplet. E-xact guidelines give good chance, S-trict standards stop the spread; T-he contagious coronavirus O-f hazard will be dead. C-ontrol the contamination, A-pply the physical distance; D-efeat the invisible infection, O-nce guidelines give good chance. Topic: Birthday of Gina Estocado (June 05)...

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R-estrictions A-nd Q-uarantine U-ltimately E-vade L-ethal D-isease A-s G-uidelines S-top I-nfection Topic: Birthday of Raquel C. Dagsi (May 27) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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D-eadly I-nfection A-ttacks N-ose N-astily E-ndangering B-ody A-s Q-uarantine U-ses I-ts N-ecessary G-uidelines Topic: Birthday of Dianne Baquing (April 09) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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************* Having never studied poetry, but composed and wrote it most of my adult life, in the Army, commissions for lovesick, homesick mates. In civvy street, mainly for my wife, the odd commission for enstranged lovers, and off the top my head as party pieces. My point, not once did I consider poetry forms, one or...

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GROUP VALUES Belief in WinWin organic ability to cooperatively manage secular as BothAnd sacred health development vocations. Desire to create open DNA-familiar GREEN systems-- Great ReForesting EconomicYang 3D SpaceDriven EcologicalYin 4D TimeFlowing Networking organic WinWin reverse-time gaming cooperative system especially following matriarchal-wombed DNA and RNA strings and streams of nutritional reverse time as revolving EarthTribe space. Commitment to PositivEnergy Democracy, breathing in and out together, through WinWin Yang action and...

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Guidelines for Abnormal Started off with gatherings which were informal; Then had started checking out what was normal; Wanted to know, Blow by blow, How to establish guidelines for being abnormal. Jim Horn...

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I’m sitting at my desk typing on my computer. My head is a satellite broadcasting a disrupted signal. I can’t get a clear picture of what I want to write. The channel keeps changing as I switch between memories and then it happens. A message alerting me that I am now off-line and the “system...

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On the side of the winding road They stood with wooden expression With singe focus to keep and goad Those that pass in rapid progression On the side of the road’s edge They stood holding each other’s arms With a solemn silent pledge To protect those passing from harms On the side of the road they stayed Metal warm and wood sun-bleached As they dedicated...

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