Leans Poems - Poems about Leans

...When silence listens to me in a placid 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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...In a sea full of green, so wide and still, Where every leaf leans to the wind’s will, They whisper the rules in rustling tones, “Grow alike, sway alike, don’t stand alone.” But somewhere beneat......

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...I dedicate this song to my friend Art Hill a fellow musician who really does keep watermelons handy during these summer months to share with anyone who cares Arthur Likes His watermelo......

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...Fingertips fall— not like stones, but like rain, plucked silver threading the air. Each string holds a hush, a breath not yet forgotten. The musician builds— not a score, but......

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...Tug-of-War Alpha Dog Carnivore Locked our horns Power struggle Crown of thorns Neither bows nor bends nor folds Instead digs their heels Leans in and holds Under weights of worlds sho......

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...Old river-thought murmurs —I slip— not away, but into the hush between what holds and what lets go— a spine of light bending softly from mist to depth. I remember stillness: ......

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...Dear Ma, if this letter finds Your gentle hands, your quiet eyes, Knowing I have fallen where silence climbs, Beneath a blood-rubbed, broken sky. The wind here howls like wolves in chains, Gna......

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...The quiet sunlight doesn’t announce its arrival— it simply leans against the wall of morning, filling the cracks no one else noticed. It does not chase shadows, just softens them. No battle......

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...I don’t raise my voice. I raise stakes. One quiet word can tilt the floor beneath you. It’s not about force-- it’s about weight. Where you place it. When you shift it. Who you let believe ......

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...A cold, snowy night in Advent. I kneel at the altar, alone in the church warm with the breath of old wood and worn prayers. The pages of the book soften under my fingers. Behind me, the sile......

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... Written: May 16, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Suzette Richards ********* willingly play each kEy for me— piano notes whisper into  water   as a misty sea ......

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... In chambers calm as autumn air, She weighs the truth with quiet care, No pride to sway, no voice to mar The justice drawn from near and far. The papers rest, the gavel sleeps, Yet in her sou......

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...The lights are low, the air is thick with sin, a lazy sax moans soft against the dark. She sips her drink, red lipstick on the rim, her gaze a flame that flickers with a spark. The piano sighs,......

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...He wore his perfect set of wings. They were quite impressive. The angel had agreed to be interviewed under dimmer lights than he was used to, humbled himself under the wagging tongue of the media. ......

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... toe tag flutters she leans in for selfies— sad-face emoji ......

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