Hydration Poems - Poems about Hydration

...I’m not whom You may think I am But am the who That I am And the coming To being more As the belly Of my soul Craves In hunger For div......

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...I'll climb the tallest mountains with no stress, I just need~ a helmet, rope, and other climbing gear, warm layers, good boots, maybe some fear, a bit of my heart in my mouth, to chase the butt......

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...You probably feel like the world is against you. This letter is for that young woman from fifty years ago. She was eighteen years old; that was me. I experienced those feelings back then, and as ......

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...Hydration day’s a month away. Online belonging company’s an hour from startup stardom. Titration hors-d'oeuvre Viewfinder pigeonholed to rooftop tourist traps ruin’d carriage holy woods Ho......

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...Water, transparent Pure, precious Gold in the presence of the sun It jumps over pebbles, Eroding its path Mustn’t we preserve This precious treasure? The magical potion that quenches thi......

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...We stand a few feet from the battering, foaming waves, they can foretell if hail or rain is coming to scatter us... as we run for cover to the beach house color rust; should we wait for those swo......

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...Splices and splashes in the spring of daylight, sprinkle of treacle tranquillises mind sweet. Don’t get me wrong even the greenery is key, gentle is sound stream has bought me full ease Rest ass......

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... Manifestations of your Gauzy Fantasies Unravelling Bonds of Tangled, Mangled Destinies Sun of Man Set His Right Eye on Me Tenaciously Searing, Calculating To Entrap Me, A Prisoner to His Needs ......

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..."Blame it on the rain", for business on your sunny day, though it is a provider for you, you provide a poo poo. World, obstain or remains In your dusty bowl, she be more precious than gold ......

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... You cannot tell someone how to be poetic. One of the beauty's of God's creation is variety. Everyone has a different way to view the world. So expression is personal and how they do ......

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... Wind lowers it's head-stream, earthbound, battle helmet of direction-secured. True Hermes holding a riddled scroll, temperature, tempered, phalanx wall to litmus count the cull. Non-rela......

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...As the Cup Runneth Over thirst dire, immediate pleading, despairing, compelling newborns, world, pneuma, rivers living, assuaging, redeeming quenche......

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...From glacial mountain tops and peaks Sunlight wakes me from my sleep No way of telling how long I slept Or way of knowing what time is left Gravity takes me where I go Often times it’s just th......

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...Where is the moon, Where is the sun, My sky is dark and overrun- When I look for the Stars I’m blinded by sun, When I look for the light I’m lost by night, Oh gratitude where art thou,......

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...Hydration, urination, frustration I’m being Pampered with Depends The means justifies the ends For with my bladder shrinkage There comes a bit of leakage It’s so simple I just do it do it I can......

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