Join Poems - Poems about Join

Please come join me in spirit if not in body... regarding my resumption of daily/mostly nightly constitutional I accompany my dark shadow... (small number of hours before edge of night, where twilight zone evokes night gallery - drawing celestial sphere closer to me from the outer limits), and resumed walking a circuit around perimeter of parking lot imbibing the scent of...

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Join me in my poem - won't you? I'll give you pretty words to spare. It will be such fun, just us two. You will have flowers in your hair. I'll meet you there tomorrow. I will put flowers in your hair. There will be no pain or sorrow. You will find no sadness there....

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Sweet Primrose Modestly Presents herself At a midwinter Cotillion, opening Herself to the enchantment Of warm Spring's coming arrival. She calls sisters: Daffodil, Tulip And shy Buttercup, to come join the dance. ...

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I became quite When I feel they no longer want my presence and good vibes I became quite when I feel my voice and expressions can't pass through their deaf ears and blind eyes I became quite when I coincide with reality that loved ones always stand by your side no matter how hard his life I became quite when I learn truth he is happy with others when I...

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Everybody helped build the communal treehouse Badger, fox, bunny, chipmunk, squirrel, owl and mouse. In the end we served molasses, honey and jam on bread. Can I join you up there? Asked a hen named Little Red. We knew she was picked on by her lazy roommates. So we said “why not” and she brought along some crates. We now had...

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Every year Mert and Sam got ready To join the circus, isn’t that right Freddy? It’s what they tell me, he answered me. This year they almost got snapped up at ninety-three....

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What is it, to be a broken thing? A glass, carelessly chipped on the edge of the sink; or a plate, smashed in anger. To be placed at the back of the kitchen shelf and forgotten, or swept out with the trash on Tuesday. Tender branches are ripped asunder all the time by force of wind and storm; made sudden stranger to the trunk and...

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Mary had received a letter. She read it aloud to her friend Netta. It was to invite her to go with Ben, As done last year to the town fair again. Netta said “aren’t you going with Joe?” Mary replied ”He did ask me to go. Why don’t the four of us go together?” Oh I so hope its lovely weather. “Which boy...

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is this life all an illusion, a lie perpetuaated by ruling heirarchies , to us that live below. to keep control they gave us the lie of religion of work ruled by bosses to divert the truth from all. encouraged to have families , creating workers to feed the hive , protecting the kings and queens alive. centuries past the lies grew and spread, making...

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my wolf self is amused by your efforts to dissuade my loyal friends they know my heart, seeing I work for the common good you are welcome to join us...

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She dances with zeal and fervor, her spirit set free, Her soul unleashed by the beat's harmony. Her feet tap so lightly, like raindrops on a pond, Attuned to the melody, and the beats pulsing wand. She dances with the wind flowing in her hair, Lights twinkling in her eyes, with a spirit so rare. Her body sways and writhes, like...

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Live faster than the speed of sound; Join me fly, don’t try to drag me down....

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As you noticed The evil plan of some Jealous people  Which is to destroy Your vision. When you stop  To cooperate with them ,  it is not stupidity Or sin.  It is called  ," self defence" You can't throw Yourself into the trap  Of devil Or devil worshipers. Cooperate With good people Who support you. True worshipers  Of Chris Jesus. May 13/2023 By Alfonso...

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I’m lunching with my bestie Mylie She’s upset and no longer smiley I ask her what’s wrong She said in my thong My bottom is no match for Kylie! I giggled and said stop your moans You're perfect not like Bridget Jones There will be no snickers At your thong or knickers We cannot all be Kylie clones! WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON Wearing a thong makes...

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