Long Count your blessings Poems

Raised Stone-Tablet eternally abiding under 
  Towering Heavens endless span; and in its 
   Solititude...charts the migrations of our 
 Highest Lord's cestial rockets.
  
Because of Stone-Tablet, bestowed unto us, we...

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Hello my angels 

Did you know that you have five seconds to make a choice when you first wake up in the morning before your mind decides to take over.....what you do in those five...

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The world outside my window

I view with one eye open 

while laying on my pillow

Birds are chirping and singing their songs

perched upon their tree of choice 

they know where they belong

I smell the coffee brewing...

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Dear Lord, I love you and know that you know
The thoughts that I think and the hopes from my heart
You know about my sins and all the pain I’ve been in
You know when I’ve failed...

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The world outside my window
I view with one eye open 
while laying on my pillow
Birds are chirping and singing their songs
perched upon their tree of choice 
they know where they belong
I smell the coffee brewing...

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Love without trust is but a mere lust
I wish I could touch you, but you’re just dust
It’s a must to count my blessings in the making
I was wrong to trust you and it’s heart breaking

You...

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The morn's alive with skylarks singing

o'er the greening meadow and the pliant pasture,

the ocean sighing, gulls aloft on wings of prayer.

A sudden shower would see me running

fancy free between the rain drops,

I cried 'Excelsior!' and...

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I hail Thee
For the life you give me
I hail Thee
For the love you shower me
I hail Thee for the message you send me
I thank you
For the strength I need.
Each day
I am able and fit.
Robust in...

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I have friends in low places,
Creative as created in our Creator's image,
No two exactly alike,
But more alike then different,
If one could pull back the curtain, 
Title reads 'kind' when it need read 'hateful',
I'm not a...

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I count my blessings as house mouse 
for I live in this big posh house. 
Beneath the floorboards I reside. 
From here I wander far and wide. 
I climb cavities in the wall, 
taking great...

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a farmer once lost most of his crop in a storm but he didn't complain
he knew never to count on the might have-beens just thank God for whatever remains
we need to learn to count our...

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-The Tree of Life- 

Featuring: Casarah Nance
 ~~I am beautiful on the inside you will see~~
   ~But really I am scarcely a tree in the woods.~
  
Beauty found a tree that sits...

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"The Seven Rules of Life"

1) Smile
2) Be Kind
3) Don't Give Up
4) Don't Compare
5) Avoid Negativity
6) Make Peace with Your Past
7) Take Good Care of Your Body and Mind
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1)  Smile

"Turn your frown upside down into...

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A stain will be left behind when the ordinary color of red bleeds
There will be a mark of imperfection that it will surely leave
Yet the blood of red that flowed on the cross from Jesus...

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Baseless incriminations heaped upon head of missus...
courtesy evil ferocious wraithlike grimace

Acrimonious scurrilous words
flew out the mouth
of vicious nasty shortish brute
leaving yours truly
as a key witness dumbfounded.

Outrageous spluttering claims
of stolen parcels
plus ransacked jewelry
totaling to the tune
of...

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2:45 in the morning as I turn off the alarm before it sounds,
it's something that fills I've been doing all my life,
a scratch of the head as I look in the mirror, with a smile...

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The morning soars with skylarks singing
o'er the greening meadow and the pliant pasture,
the ocean sighing, gulls aloft on wings of prayer.
A sudden shower would see me running
fancy free between the rain drops,
I cried 'Excelsior!' and...

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The morn's alive with skylarks singing
o'er the greening meadow and the pliant pasture,
the ocean sighing, gulls aloft on wings of prayer.
A sudden shower would see me running
fancy free between the rain drops,
I cried 'Excelsior!' and...

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...inspired by 'Poem In October' by Dylan Thomas


The morning rings with skylarks singing,
o'er the greening meadow and the pliant pasture,
the ocean sighing, gulls aloft on wings of prayer.
A sudden shower would see me running
fancy free...

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Mornings shrill with skylarks singing 
o'er the greening meadow and the pliant pasture, 
the ocean sighing, gulls aloft on wings of prayer. 
A sudden shower would see me running 
fancy free between the rain drops,...

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On a sunny day in late September
we were on our way to Runswick Bay,
on a walk that we gladly remember,
meeting people on the Cleveland Way.

Assorted folk with the same idea
taking in distant views over the...

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In recent years a amazing thing has happened to the number Thirteen,
Adding Friday, and the movies, Freddie Kruger has entered the Big Screen.
A silly guy with tights, entering dreams and prowls around at night.
Murdering, slashing,...

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Being in the NOW

This is a simple secret of happiness. It is so simple, that one may wonder, “How something like ‘Being in the NOW’ can guarantee eternal happiness?” But it can. It is a...

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The morning soars with skylarks singing
o'er the greening meadow and the pliant pasture,
the ocean sighing, gulls aloft on wings of prayer.
A sudden shower would see me running
fancy free between the rain drops,
I cried 'Excelsior!' and...

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She's on the Verge
Joe cool
She talks to her hand
like seriously duh
the joke im not telling
we used to be witches writing poetry in coffee shops
smoking pot in serene gardens
and if it wasn't for Ginger my dog
that...

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