Long Grower Poems

THE RISING HILLS, THE SLOPES, TO QUENCH MY THIRST.
In the last century, the hopes were little,
Grasses they collected, yellow bananas, they peeled,
To move up the slopes, preparation was fore filled,
Oh the grower of banana trees,
To...

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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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To her family she was coy
         but truly she would be their Joy,
 a country girl from Kingaroy -
        ...

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Her eyes begin to sparkle
With joy from within
Pleasure only found from
Sharing the heart with a friend
Elation only known with
The whisper of intimacy baptized
In laughter, smiles, euphoria
Left on the heart who listens 
Silently, to the roar...

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-
Terence a Griffiths of Tyrone or Leitrim!
Did he know but later of 1820 he would be there born
A Flax Grower a renter from landlords of Lord Leitrim's domain
To thresh and sack and cloth and sow...

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
PETER or SIMON the YOUNGER
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slower
lower
grower
thrower
Christ calls~"Have faith,"~slower~lower~rock
Build church~confuse~grower~thrower~flock
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ANDREW the ELDER
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netter
better
   petter   
getter
Catch fish~Greek~Saint~netter~better~first
Bonds~apprise Christ~petter~getter~versed
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JAMES of ZEBEDEE the GREATER
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marvelled
 compelled 
upheld
rebelled
Wonder~victim~marvelled~compelled~zeal
Witness~fiery~upheld~rebelled~peal
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JOHN of ZEBEDEE
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observed
deserved
conserved
unnerved
Flux~beloved~observed~deserved~great
Cross Christ foot~zeal~conserved~unnerved~trait
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PHILIP
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willing
filling
quilling
spilling
Holy Ghost fronts~willing~filling~yearn
Guides Divine Truth~quilling~spilling~learn
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BARTHOLOMEW or NATHANIEL
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sincere
adhere
severe
revere
Gospel~devout~sincere~adhere~true
Exquisite pain~severe~revere~blue
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THOMAS...

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October Country's the darkened moonlight sky is reflected in your eyes.
You have nothing hidden, and do not wear a disguise.
Whenever did you learn wisdom, and the golden keys
to becoming wise?  You no longer are...

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November 8 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on 1Corinthians 9-10

Key Verse – 1Corinthians 9:1 Am I not an apostle? am I not free? have I not seen Jesus Christ our Lord? are not ye...

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Is silence another word for peace?
Doesn't it have its slang name?
Some wrongly think they are the same;
to me, peace is absolute tranquillity
and silence is deeper than serenity...
which of these attract the drowsy geese? 

Peace has...

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Summer Fairy Land

Beyond mounds,beyond dells,
Thorough thickets,thorough nettles,
Athwart sludge,athwart crag,
Into creek,Unto mist,
I dost err upon the ether crest,
I dost stray deep brine,
Rovering hither and thither,
Forth pasty cloud saddle be,
Soaring swifter than the blazing speed,
Soliciting heaven's shower...

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Every rose has its thorns
Those extend from the stem like devils’ horns
Of the pain each thorn warns 
Each of us to get to the flower in life must pass their own thorns

The rose can blood...

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Narwhal And A Narwhal

Saw the caption of a narwhal and reflected over it
A room for warrior community of north India in poesy?
Was intrigued by the chosen name yet slept over it

It remained there like my...

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Tis' life I bring to my garden gate
On a palette of colors by my front door
Each day I can play as I cultivate
Many blooms I have spawned as a grower

Many suns, many moons have sweated...

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Aunt June

My aunt taught me... 
how to be; a sewer, a grower, 
a knower of "things" important. 
She taught me to watch the pot, 
until it boiled and never look away. 

Canning strawberry jelly, 
and...

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The flyer through the letterbox claimed 'pumpkins now half price'
I'll make a pie for Ma-in-law, for once do something nice
I was told to bring a wheelbarrow, maybe a pair of wellies
But all this preparation, still...

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We are the creators of the earth
We are the flower and the sun
We are the light in the universe
Entangled into one

We are love we are joy
We are every girl and boy
We are the sky at...

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I’m an orchidaholic and for this there is no cure
In my eyes their delicate flowers are pure perfection
My collection numbers 25, although I cannot be too sure
For when I see a new colour I must...

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Petals have now fallen from the final rose
His forsythia bush is ready for pruning
Weeds are taking over where his lilac grows
And, fall bulbs not taken up are ruining.

His backyard fencing is beginning to sag
And the...

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Just musing in the sun
The dark of night, betrayed by the morning sun,
I sit here on the patio the day has just begun.
Enjoying my breakfast, enjoying the view,
Wondering where to go, somewhere new.
We could stay...

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Lord, it is dark inside and darker out,
  and black thunderous rainstorms thunder by
blessing the tiller, the grower in drought
  but Lord, not all that rages is the sky.
Behold, I am drowning but...

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A person laughs,
When he feels astonishing,
And he realises himself,
How happy he is?

As a person weeps,
When he gets nervous.
And he realises himself,
How sad he is?

When he understands differences,
He plans for life,
The values and resources,
Draws a way...

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fa sai lo ye say ye ah
tell me that you 
love me
tell me that you
love me
Hera, Hera, might
nights find me with you
Hera, oh Hera
How I long to be with you
love me and leave me
Amor you...

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Poems Are Definately Democratic

My poems definitely did become democratic;
While hearing Trump raising so  much static;
Commotion caused,
With his small paws;
Being terrible had been his biggest tactic.

Trump has not only confiscating the clover,
He sure had been...

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I’d rather be a whistleblower
Fighting for the right
Then just another thistle grower
Plucking out of sight

A whistleblower blows to be
The keeper of our crimes
A thistle-mower painfully
Is catching hell at times

The whistleblower wants to break
The folk who...

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I was a rose cored inside your bosom  
a verity of truth so seldom seen 
place your hand on the spot where I blossomed 
you'll feel the shiver of my petaleen 
you were the...

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