Light(A) Poems - Poems about Light(A)

Her husband’s pace is like a snail’s, poor fellow. From bed to bowl it’s a daily trail of yellow. With chronic incontinence she expects its continuance. ...

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Calm and soundless escapes of beautiful sceneries ...

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The brazen way some women dress, I swear they’re in need of a redress. With swarths of fresh skin exposed decency demands they wear more clothes. Advocates for women’s rights (men mostly) claim a redress would be far too costly. And at a time when a woman’s wage is below that of a man’s, on average, less clothes makes good economic sense. ...

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Her pregnancy was like an open book quite readable with just a cursory look. She wore a gown that trailed in white and grinned a guiltless smile as bright. And why not, white was only a tradition, her virginity a sold out first edition. ...

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Scientists are expending time and energy to invent a flushless water toilet. But why stop there? Why not go the limit by eliminating the need to go at all? Or would the paper industry take “tissue” with that possibility?...

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Holding on and not letting go is more of what my heart tends to show, To bring myself clarity and loves reward, To understand that there's so much more, So many give up, too many walk away, Believing they have it all figured out every day, When the truth is change can come quickly and new perspectives arrive, The heart can...

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Flackmoth wishes science could eliminate the foul gas certain edibles create, notably cabbage and baked beans and when released cause vivid scenes of embarrassment to the offending ilk who do their best to conceal their guilt – at packed church suppers especially when neighborly conviviality and best behavior proximity often suffer most, and a stampede for fresh air becomes everyone’s need and the...

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My morning coffee is a stimulant, it motivates my regularity in an instant. And some mornings if my feet I dare to drag my underwear substitutes for a doggie bag. ...

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A five-year old precocious daughter asked her daddy where rabbits lived. To impress her, he straightway said: “In the ground in borrows, love.” The little girl looked puzzled. “Are you sure,” she said, “or is this just another adult fabrication like Santa Clause or the birth stork?” Dumbfounded by her response and eager to recover from his embarrassment,...

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. i do ...

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My father is no conversationalist. For all practical purposes he lives in the garage where he tinkers with nuts and bolts, the lawnmower and the car. My mother talks a lot. She lives on the telephone, and, when not at her housework, buries her nose in travel magazines that tout places exotic and far. It’s crossed my mind many...

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And if there’s nothing left to come back to ... shall we wander the aimless wasteland as ghosts along with the other extinctic creatures. A barren planet of our making: literally, Hell on Earth. So, let us pray the Lord’s prayer for a little intervention. A little “on Earth as it is in Heaven.” would...

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Feasting heartily with delight special kids expressed thankfulness* that God's provisions do abound as they savour fruit salad bite with fresh strawberries’ dominion of glazed honey and creamy milk beside sweet blueberry cheesecake midst inviting roasted chicken. *1Thessalonians 5:18 In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you. July 31, 2025 ...

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It’s true, You can’t take it with you when you die. So, what will be waiting for you in the next life? It’s only what we do now, that will determine that. So, make good choices for the future, your life just may depend on it. All our lives depend on it! Ah, the...

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. i said no ...

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