Hoard Poems - Poems about Hoard

The rule of the hoard Is etched on our brow Some live by the sword Some die by the plow We watch it unfold Yet still we allow With morals on hold What won't we do now...

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Stacking mistakes on top mistakes Putting everything in its place. Keeping my Framed Memories. On display My heart Hides the flaws With paint. Meaningless things filling the room becoming a hoarder that is hiding you. Kilos of your love get caught in hidden traps , i set up. My numb heart starts...

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A hoarder? Me? No way. I have more than one path in almost every room. The dogs can always find their way out. Of course I keep my garbage. Spies would love to have that on the curb. You never know when you are going to need that egg carton, right? You do-gooders can get off my property! It should not...

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accumulation choking the room bitterly an embarrassment carefully tromping through it side-stepping junk gingerly My pack rack eye-tis surrounds me untidily disturbing eyesore jumping over largest pile not inviting company...

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I am in my beautifully decorated office where I have dragged overflow A baby gift that should have been given over to the new mama long ago, Reams of paper that are not going to walk themselves to the printer. Notebooks and pencils that could be put on a shelf for the winter. It is weird that my...

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I look around my house where there is no room And I think no more shopping shall I ever do Shopping used to be my thing, but lately My multitude of purchases have simply Made me blue. The house is getting smaller. It feels like Stuff has taken over. It is strange how Fast it grew. Weirdly enough, the stuff is...

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History contends that on that score hing hot summer at 6:00 pm June sixteenth in the year 666 after the Devonian era, two lovers - a Mister Belmont Me and Missy Bryn Mawr Hu felt the call of the wild within the wilderness in virgin hinterlands of Penn Valley and supposedly got cannibalized by a Hottentot...

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They say if you don’t use a thing for a year It’s time to get rid of it, just to be clear Feel free to sell it or give it away But to get clutter free, just don’t let it stay So, I checked my garage for stuff I could lose-- and found hundreds of words I simply don’t use! Lilliputian...

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Limerick : Once a Miser lost hoard of halfpence Once a Miser lost hoard of halfpence Looked high and low and over the fence When at last he found it It wasn’t worth his spit Ha’penny tipper got his comeuppance © T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013...

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squirrels hoard nuts placing them in nests – wild fires rage Ó November 17, 2011 Dane Smith-Johnsen...

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Hoard, if you have to for sake of lure hoard love, friendship, compassion, patriotism, emotions true and pure it may help your Soul to rise from grave and embrace HIM for sure Stocking gold, silver, money, bonds - only bodily comforts, Soul's food nowhere Materialism is life's gym cycle, moving but...

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My Secret Hoard Carefully hidden at the back of the draw Be careful, quiet, just the watch the door I’m done if they catch me, but careful I’ll be The zombies search well for something to see Caught no mercy judged jailed I’ll go A fool, evil man condemned I know No razor sharp blade left there to cut Or blue black dark...

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