Leans Poems - Poems about Leans

...she has a rainbow disposition personality of a confident woman her ideas are eclectic and electric she likes herself now alone but not lonely reflecting and reflective brilliant mind, sharp t......

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...The walls lean in, murmuring secrets of weary days, while chairs sigh beneath tired bodies. Words from hollow lips strike like stones— they refuse to soften, echoing in empty corners. My lesson......

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...The nights get cold on that prairie land, But she don’t break—she takes God’s hand. With a baby girl tucked close at night, She leans on faith when there’s no end in sight. She’s patched old je......

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...Atop the edge where silence leans, A figure stands — the dusk between. No name, no face the canvas shows, Just wind that hums what no one knows. The sky explodes in molten fire, A final gasp o......

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...the floor’s too clean like someone scrubbed out a murder. the windows don’t show anything but a brick wall. this room might be a coffin with better furniture. he leans on the kitchen counter, ......

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...I. The Pastor’s Hand At dawn’s brittle cusp— he climbs, each step a nail in time’s coffin breath ragged a Psalm torn mid-hymn. The rope tastes of incense and myrrh— Li......

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...Concrete dust drifts like sand across a coastal path. An old woman battered with facial features that hung on her face, Disconnected and hanging. She leans forward in her blumonge, waterproof, u......

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...Matsuo Basho: English translations of haiku about summer, life, sun, sunshine, sunlight, melons, willows, rain, rivers, hats, shade, sad, sadness. Such coolness when shouldered: the summer’s fir......

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...it's not what i paid for kind of blue spangalang but the doctor was in good spirits and told me he wasn't to know how rubbish the radiologist was as he laughed at my ultrasound and ask......

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...-The Chalk Beneath My Fingernails- I walk a path where roads dissolve, Where rivers rise and hopes revolve, Through jungle mist and dusty lanes, With every step, I carry names— Of children bor......

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...Depression is a canyon—deep, wide, and rugged. It has a top; it has a bottom. But there is a rocket that plummets to its depths, With only a slow and arduous build to the top. The canyon has an......

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...I am the rose the night can’t drown,? A bloom that leans when skies turn down.? A myriad stars above me glow,? While serpentine winds around me blow. The lunar hush, it knows my name,? A gir......

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..."I wait by the squeaky old gate that tomorrow will find," where rust clings like memory, and the wind carries your name like a secret. No footsteps come, only the hush of almost. Time leans again......

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...June 3 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Job 8-10 Key Verse – Job 8:5 If thou wouldest seek unto God betimes, and make thy supplication to the Almighty. FAITH IN GO......

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...When silence listens to me in a serene moment,  I imagine strolling on a village-path Meandering to the unknown,  The verdant  grass I tread on, is velvety soft,  I remember my mother’s soothing ......

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