Menders Poems - Poems about Menders

...There is poetry in repair in the way broken things learn to hold themselves together again. Watch the spider mend her web at dawn, each silken thread a testament to persistence, how she refuses ......

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...Time is the healer that carries us over the line, when we are saddened with someone we’re leaving behind, as we become holders of hearts that are broken apart, but memories and time are menders of......

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...1. EARTH SONG Sing a song to Earth… Archetypical Mother, Our feeding Bosom… 2. PRIVILEGED Look in the mirror: Created in His image… Beautifully hued 3. DAMN HUNGER Hunger…unwort......

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...Threading her needle, Poets’ words fill the mind’s eye; Torn truths are mended.......

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...The Queen of England exists in a sphere Of opulence, hygiene, crystals and clear The Queen of England, between me and you Is oblivious of the fact, that all is not true The Queen of England is su......

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...>Although I love writing, I would also like my books to sell. Then I can grant my wife her wishes and buy her a house by the sea. And if there is enough in the kitty one for me. I never miss a chance......

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...Our world is torn; We must be menders, Carers helpers and defenders, Brothers, builders and befrienders-- Though the ripper's evil slashes Flay the world to grievous gashes-- We must mend and ......

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...There is a little garden Where ickle cherubs stay They are hearts little menders Under natures scented bouquet Red threads they pull and spin From the cotton tree behind To mend our broken he......

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...A Howling wind touched deep in mind, blowing cobwebs like blasting a mine Hearing with awe I tingle within, skin bumps to life my elemental sin Wisps of air seducing sense, mingling......

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...A Howling wind touched deep in mind, blowing cobwebs like blasting a mine Hearing with awe I tingle within, skin bumps to life my elemental sin Wisps of air seducing sense, mingling......

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...Friends are givers not takers. They are menders not heartbreakers. Lending a hand in times of need, helping do a timeless deed. Standing by with arms wide open, by your side wishing and hop......

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