Honed Poems - Poems about Honed

... “Lost, special treasures truly break our hearts- more so, those honed by our creative arts .” _by Poet So sad th......

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...An empowerment song. Don't let others keep hurting you or taking you for granted. You deserve Love and Happiness too. You only get one Life... So enjoy it! Thanks for the lessons By Michelle Mo......

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...In moonlit dunes where silence creeps, My past still hisses in my sleep The owl above with spectral stare The scorpion’s sting, a desert’s dare They watched, I waited, lips held tight And struck......

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...Babes. Raised to outfit an agenda. The element of nature versus nurture. A pitbull is a dog like any other as is a Jew is a human like any other. Babes. Any dog any human, raised to be a weapon will ......

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...do we secretly hope for a benign flame to rise ushering bliss in each pore imbibed by us in surprise if this be our desire have we honed our intent to invoke God’s grace by granting love con......

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... Loving me includes a two-for-one, challenging package because I love and care for my grown, special-needs son. He said his love’s sincerity held my son in its reality. Loving him revealed my......

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...“The patience of Job” applied as an idiom that means to have great patience or endurance in the face of suffering. It's used to describe someone who perseveres through many problems or hardships. ......

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...'And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of those things which w......

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...Abject poverty it is said, must actually be honed, Then cultivated and even forced bred, This necessarily includes paper money of course, since they print it for free, offset by our taxes a mea......

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... There's no set list of motivational things I can name because my inspirational impetus is never the same. Often, I'm encouraged to pick up my pen and write by celestial bodies glimmering upon me......

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... How good it is that I can see; rain pouring on the window, letters arriving, life moving on, a cat sleeping, many bills to pay... and I can feel: a wave, a sneeze when it comes, the cold ......

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... Time slips by as the wind whispers through the trees, Waving hands fly like the movement of the breeze And families pray for those they love, all because, Time gave hope, time restored, welcome ......

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... Quite by chance I saw a single, small, white wildflower amid a crush of grass and weeds along the roadside, its presence crowded out by seed heads and space hungry leaves of species honed f......

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... I … am provenience … the heel of my father’s foot - the damp of his brow and his burgeon … I am my mother’s bloom sown in the soil of her intentions seeded with wonder and promise … but ......

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... THE WALK The sun shines on Benarty On a nice warm summers day, The bairns have got their clothes on And they all want out to play. l make them all some breakfast And the kids all eat their ......

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