Maxwell Poems - Poems about Maxwell

It's easy to believe that our ability to love is finite (final) especially when your heart has been broken before by someone you loved very much. But believe it or not, slowly you will heal and love again. And your capacity for love will grow exponentially. You'll be able to keep a space for Maxwell...

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by Maxwell "Max" Sebastian Burchett I present these lyrics today, For you to consider if you would, An idea I propose, to find a way To designate a day for doing good. It is about time now We start finding a way That leads us somehow To a brighter day. Whatever it takes Now before it is too late, One little step by each, then a...

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by Maxwell "Max" Sebastian Burchett In every street and town, Poisons abound, Tricking the mind, Destroying the brain. Some seek it out For cheaper effect, But have to pay with their bodies, And pay with their lives. Unwittingly lured By a false sense of escape Becoming victims To an insidious grip. Drugs, nothing new, in times past In shadows it thrived, the silent foe Unseen, ever present in varied forms Still...

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I wrote this thinking of her, she had that certian thing that caught my eye. And in a since you could exagerate by saying I fell in love. But while I was writing I saw a video with Warren Jeffs and the LDS Church and Gislane became just one woman, when in that church men...

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Let my son stand at the table of Life sit in the seat of Wisdom with ever open Arms fingers of ready Consent eyes of empath Sight and a tongue of prose Impeccability lips of passionate lovelorn Truths shouldering resolute Responsibilities on a chest of conviction, pure as Knight the stomach to move beyond Measure the heart of treasured Experiences a soul of infinite...

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two roundels “Mommy, let’s go ride Maxwell, Don’t say no again.” My son has named ev’ry horse on the carousel. “We will go soon!”, I promised but I don’t know when. “Mommy, let’s go ride Maxwell.” “Lots of people are sick; just how long we can’t tell. The park is all closed up, no one is allowed in; and we have to...

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Maxwell Smart and wisest Ninety-nine. One is a boob, the other just fine. 1960’s fun, Always on the run. One is logical, other a whine. Written Feb 2, 2019 Contest: Limericks 4 Sponsor: Joseph May...

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She was ten years his senior and Billy probably saw her as a strong mother figure to him. There have also been rumors that the Kid and Deluvina engaged in some steamy romancing, but we will never know, we can only be sure of this one very real thing. After the Kid had been shot and killed, Deluvina never stopped grieving. She would...

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In the abode of a man with a heart of stone, Out of Compassion, his spouse saved me from scraps and bone, But by his hand I want to be left alone. A domestic help I was meant to render, But Mr. Maxwell’s eyes behind my back yearned for another, Creeping at night into my room he sought my tender. Protest...

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He is a secret agent working for his country. A plain-looking bumbling fool is what most people see. This surreptitious spy has a big bag of tricks. He is CONTROL agent number 86. His true occupation is something most do not know. It seems strange he sounds like Tennessee Tuxedo. He has a sweet-looking sidekick who looks just fine. We only know...

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At the age of nine her tribe was raided by Apache Indian enemies. She lost her whole family and was forced to succumb to Apache slavery. She was traded to white men in exchange for ten of the white man's ponies She now was a servant for the Maxwell family and technically their property. She took on the Maxwell...

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walking your talking all for sale,if you can't find it here,it can't be found....

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