High Time Poems - Poems about High Time

It came. It went. Apparently. I slept. Just South the waters rose. One’s carried through. Slight breeze. Dead branch clings on. Handshake stays put. But tears…they fall. Yesterday’s news, a loss. Yet gratitude must dry one’s face. Face it. Head on, we fold our hands, and scrape our knees. Let’s please the Lord above, as He renews. In hands of Christ,...

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O It's high time for all to get aboard God's very own ark of safety y No unlike my family used to tease each other during a prolonged heavy rainstorm, "It's time to resurrect Noah, and have him build all of us an ark!" Of course we knew that Noah and his family are quite safely inhabiting Jesus...

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I'm the sleeping child in the ribcage of civilization Forgot that I need to wake up for absolute time It's time, yes, it's high time to write poem It's time to write a letter of poem on yellow envelop It's time to write poem on the fallen leaves by new born dews It's time to write poem to know...

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Rod Humphries was raging As Keir Starmer came staging You covid conniver! Such lies lit this pyre' Neath the sign of the Raven He inferred of Keir coward craven' Undeterred by a minder He barred the sidewinder Now more are wiser We await a decider' ©Joe Maverick 22-4-2021...

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It is high time we gave credit To those men who are not violent to women and other men. To those men who turn away from hate and self pity. To those men who have died trying to protect women. To those men who turn their lives around. It is high time that we gave credit To those women who...

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I want to have a mutual love with words a civil union bound by the light of hope I want people to think of me not by name but as the girl with the ink covered soul Thoughts of me should be equivalent to thoughts of thundered storms and raging, heartfelt winds, the twilight of childhood and the smell of wet...

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Hydra-headed monster, corruption The master of our nation In our face and all facets Our progress' pace, it dictates. Now it's normal, by christening Made formal by rebranding Existing laws are bypassed News ones? Not needed! Clerics, step up your say Teachers, justify your meagre pay At home, young minds must be disabused This game, it's high time it ceased!...

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