Miraculously Poems - Poems about Miraculously

... If my hair could talk to God above miraculously It would express praises and thanks to Him joyfully For His grace, mercy and love shown constantly Flowing along His provisions’ banks ab......

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...Memories can feel like bodily extensions Memories can haunt the very oxygen I breath Memories carried around like a boat anchor Memories that felt heavier than the present Memories that gripped ......

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... Day one out of the womb – had a full crop of hair, black like my daddy’s (it later went more fair). Early childhood – Mom kept my brown hair short because I’d twist it into knots. What a silly......

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...The merry widow’s marvelous mincemeat melody Was gradually heard around three by the old oak tree Honestly said Bert, the bumblebee, is this the Grand Prix? Miraculously, there was a royal red rev......

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...Bite sized contest No. 110 Sponsored by: Line Gauthier ____________________________________________ Waiting for your wishes on gossamer wings, To come miraculously true. Waiting to find a petu......

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...We are two flames, Colliding and clashing, Eroding our names, Each other, slashing. Merging miraculously, In some eternal timeline, Vowing velvety love variously, Flowing and floating as fi......

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...Galore of buzzfeeding, needling and scamming female hustlers... with a scheming, loving, and enticing guise alive and well seeking gullible guys (once upon a time just like me), who experiences......

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...Love is a phoenix, Barbarously burning, Longing and yearning, Mysterious mystics. To love is to die And rise once more From the ashes to sing the lore Of love, until the blood gets dry. ......

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...space is where i stare into a throbbing headache seems to be what is on the menu i am lying to the best thing that has ever happened to me all because my extreme inner fear became my bully i gu......

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... When this body, a shoddy tent, Is folded and tucked away, Of no more use, it’s value spent, Only memories left as communique. What remarkable gifts did it leave? Did it accomplish any good? ......

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... “Words We Cannot Escape” Words we can no longer speak we tap dance over keys bruised blackly numb Winter palette in hand Autumn now gone across white-washed n......

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...Old Man Winter now flagging, and slip sliding along... as his stronghold diminishes. Signals, triggers, and ushers kickstarting debut of demure "Flora" who slowly but surely attempts to revea......

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...The ship came like a flying horse, at an inexact time Our brother-sailor, from the Pantheon of Poets, was on board Jean Pierre Basilic Dantor Frankétienne D’argent Who wrote, in haste, ......

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... Agonizing with guilt-inflicted ailment divine healing I earnestly seek pacifying heart against frustration-angst toward soothing of soul overwhelmed by self-pity… Indeed, in need......

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...Up to my face she came. I knew a storm was brewing. She pointed an accusing finger in my face, then took a step back and screamed a tirade of venomous abuse in my direction. I smiled as I headed......

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