Mild Poems - Poems about Mild

Ducks are up in the air, it is early - too much a middling. Nature lures, leads us on, the weather is wrong. Icy licked stems are surprised. Defrosting ants and marmots patch and mend, loggers lean on buzz saws. People take pause, store bobble hats and puffer jackets. Today, to the contrary the snow is heavy, any hint of avian romance is indefinitely delayed. © 48 mins ago ...

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Wherever You are living God I want to live with You Whenever You call to me I'll come running straight to You Wherever You are preaching I'm receiving Your great love Because You are my Savior All day long I want to be Your child Like baby Jesus in the manger He slept there meek and so mild Guide me along life's path Never may I...

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March in the Mild Tropics ...

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Summer Mild Night Relax let the breeze of this mild summer night touch your skin, Close your eyes, Open your heart and mind For a time! you make its long Take deep long breath. Open your eyes, To look attentively at the stars in the sky If it was cloudy, try again....

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Young Malcolm was meek, rarely riled, asking for korma, quite mild, they all thought him nice, until ordering rice, that was where Malcolm went wild. ...

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here is latest leak what we always tried to seek would be mild and meek...

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My poem "The meek/humble" THE MEEK Oh, praise be to the meek and mild, Whose calm spirit humbly compiled, A life lived with grace and care, Deserving of admiration and prayer. They stand tall...

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Some forests never fear the fury of March bending a tree, their Redwoods and Giant Sequoias provide good shelter from winds and storms that occasionally begin at sea; in this woodland, the wood thrush and the blue warbler have made their home and they're happy to see a wanderer... when night descends all sounds are muffled by the loud cooing of...

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I never understood the 'Call of the Wild' Give me an easy-chair ~ weather sunny and mild...

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Dastardly the deviant demon has been depressed and despondent. Despite that, downstairs in his dank dungeon, he decisively decided, to devise a despicable design. Departing from his dreary and dingy dwelling with death and destruction drifting through his deformed dome, Dastardly drudged into the dire decaying desert during the dismal day. The determined and dangerously daring Dastardly discovered the darling...

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dark room lightens sunshine brightens outside prime time strong brew sublime red birds singing wind chimes ringing gold leaves clinging now brain- storming rhymes are forming jotting phrases nature’s praises daylight’s waning eyes are straining no more stalling night is falling indoors I go poems in tow November 9, 2022 entered in Brian Strand's Premiere Choice Contest Placed 6th...

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Stuff never children with lots of details, Enough is done if we teach the basics, Provoke in them a desire to learn, Yoke them never like treating a bull, Give them adequate time to learn, Believe that they will surely learn, Quantity mustn't be given value, Quality alone must be considered, Treat them kindly via a soft approach, Greet them each time with a...

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Mild obscurity At the local supermarket, a woman not a day over seventy-five asked me where she could find unsalted butter spoke with an American accent. What do I know, perhaps, she was related to the Kennedys? By the butter- shelf we stood, there was a spark between us like the Ronson-lighter I once bought in Liverpool, a...

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I looked outside the bedroom window here at B44 Highland Manor Apartments today March 13th, 2022 low and behold took stock of soundless grounded sideshow. Barenaked lady, i.e. mother earth partially sloughed off excess weight around her girth her downy soft negligee. Where once ground enshrouded in lily white courtesy albedo effect nature evinced twilight no matter the post meridiem o'clock hour quite re: many...

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She was always meek and mild Mannered… like a smile Filling up the room with pleasure Gentle faith and quiet joy Inspiring hearts to listen to the One Who speaks in the stillness And lights up the entire heart With beauty so alive It pours hope through the soul Silences the busyness Colors the air in hues of brilliance She whispered to the mind Who echoed her...

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