Rain Husband Poems

The Garden Womb

She is not virginal
Not unused
Not pure
Being ancient 
and of old,
Inevitably,
Been touched before. 

Many years 
a widow,
She is a lonesome, 
barren land.
So many 
passing...

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25 years wedding anniversary today

Huge congratulations and best wishes to my dear friends, Carlo and Jo. You deserve every happiness and blessing. Thank you for...

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If your wife or husband would like a divorce
Do not resort to violence of any sort
Don’t use force but enforce your 
Heart upon the Lord

Speak...

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Your love is like a river peaceful and deep, 
like a secret I just can’t keep, like the shearing of a sheep,
like taking a leap,...

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Raining

It is raining outside. 
I can hear the drops on the roof. 
They are loud, 
and getting louder all the time. 
My heart seems to...

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rain is coming
I got wet in the rain
There is no one next to me
You suddenly came with an umbrella
You took me to the end of...

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It's Been 4 yrs Mike,what can I say,
I've Missed you so much everyday.
I was just 17 when I became your bride,
From then you Were always...

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new season arrives
pondering otta she weeps
winter rain flooding...

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I have a woman.
I’m proud to call her my wife.
Some give theirs’ nicknames, ‘her indoors’ and ‘the trouble and strife’
Now, I have my flaws and...

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95%

John walked out the front door. 
The screen slammed behind him. 
It was very loud in the stillness of the day. 

The man looked out...

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The forearms ache after their long days make of glass into many forms of structure.
The back is tight and it’s muscles tough after working hard...

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Flames

Love is full of moments, 
that are truly intense. 
They have passion, 
and fervor
to be kept, 
for later... 
when the fires dim, 
or even go...

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O Women, the mothers and sisters,
That the world can treat you like this!
You were heroes from the start
When you left your father's house
Aiming to build...

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Devotion Poem Time 
 (in the Series for Jim)

We have been blessed
To make a thick book
Of calendar pages —
A long past to now —
With our...

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for Jim*

Equinox is past, yet the wind
blows cold. From a veranda swing

he watches pansies, daisies, snapdragons
color-up his garden; Smoky Mountains

so far distant he cannot see....

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