Headed Poems - Poems about Headed

Before we parted ways at the bus station, we tenderly kissed. Before departing for my journey, I realized I'll be missed. Before we met, we never thought we'd find a love like this....

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New cracks in old stone Just beginning to show, Reveals things never shown Things only one could know Just beginning to show A solid surface scrambles, Things only one could know Shedding into shambles A solid surface scrambles Every chisel brings a change, Shedding into shambles In time, it must arrange Every chisel brings a change Upon hard - headed rock, In time, it must arrange For none can...

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She used to think she could fly, she would jump off the couch and it seemed so high. She lost sense of the air but her childhood could not compare. She went to Saturn instead where she had freedom that was self-led, so more worries no more excuses, no more waiting for a savior to tell...

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The future called and I responded, armed with scars my years of acquired wisdom and rife experience, declared with voice of reason, a projection of matter, called for fellow age group, but trend and fame caught them in its web, chose to ride alone for alone was I conceived, going against the law of humanity,...

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an owl stared at Maya from a fence post she knew it was a sign from the great father no ordinary fowl, this one had a red head there would be a death before the end of day according to a Navajo proverb Maya was especially kind to her family that day wondering who it would be, hoping it was not...

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Hard Headed By: Miracle Man 6/3/2024 You’re “more stubborn than a splinter” a friend once said, Many times, fight finished, I thought should have just fled. During each angry test, I wasn’t always the best, And my mom always told me, Son you have a hard head. ...

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The group of brown headed cowbirds I hope is migratory I really don't want them staying in my yard They are parasitic and can be devastating for other species As they are lazy or sorry or ill mannered or whatever term is correct They lay their eggs in another bird's nest That mom or the two parents are not any...

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pink headed warbler loves insects in evergreen dislike fall places...

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Hey, little curly-headed girl Why are you out here alone? The darkness is no place for someone like you. Little curly-headed girl Why don't you speak? What is making you so blue? "I am not blue nor afraid," She flatly states With an emptiness in her tone. "I am forgotten," "Pushed down, buried deep." "You decided you were better off alone." ...

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This hippie van is headed south To Arizona’s crimson mouth. We were singing all the weirdo songs. Righting the rights, ignoring wrongs. Pulling people in along the way We pulled a cereal killer in to play He ate all of the cheerios we ever had When he left we were all glad Don’t keep inviting strangers in said maw We had picked her up...

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Let’s check what we missed in our to do list: touch kind. As a hedonist, we merely exist, confined. Never by love kissed, dark desires persist; we’re blind. Let us bear in mind, it’s time we refined our soul. Lest we fall behind, release thoughts unkind: be whole. Our form’s so designed, God in heart’s enshrined; our goal. Playing our life role, let love we extol, assist. Remain in control, love has no loophole; life’s gist. Love...

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oversized gloating hot air balloon case of morning gluttony bigger than Donald Trump baby balloon one that gloat’s over your orgy...

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We know not who we are and yet we spar, frittering away thus, the gift of life and looking back see...

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Eagerly on my word processing app My fingers pressing keys Tippity tap Penning my classic in verse Thinking the fog will disperse Yet there’s no classic just absolute cr*p Hell have no fury like cranial mist Even the mild mannered would clench a fist Aghast as my rhyme and meter take flight Dreading the empty page night after night Eureka proclaimed… but the...

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He was the only soothsayer on the plane headed toward Grace. The day they all got a message that kept them out of this place. The stewardess asked him are you flying to the psychic convention? He was not sure now if it was wise, it had once been his intention. Where are the rest of the empaths and...

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