Misses Poems - Poems about Misses

Drag blade into coliseum gates red, crimson armor and black carbon metal, adore my frame as a scarlet knight bred. Toothy grin, Cheshire eyes, test thy mettle. Burst petals onyx Shockwave from footfall rumbles It’s a massacre Titan comes through the open maw, eyes glow, grip tightening on handle, breaths calm down. Stand before a giant cape, outstretched flow, smirk plays a curl on my...

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Marme’s intense hazel stare misses nothing hyper vigilant, she senses ancestral spirits which other family members totally miss...

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For my friend and her dearly departed husband. Rest in peace, and may there always be love in your hearts and souls. With much love, light and hugs. Our family misses you By Michelle Morris 24/12/2022 It was a long time coming And it took you in the end We were all so devastated Our life was never the same This is our...

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It was the early morning of a day I was sitting opposite a church Starring at the words on the plate "Sunday Masses" I guessed of which It was a pillar that blocked the "A" into "I" Thereby making "Miss" from "Mass" And the "sun" was beginning to shine Making "Sunday" an "Endday" of mine I was thus facing the "Endday...

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Once an ardent surfer, she’s called Marie, living now land-locked, she misses the sea. She mounts an ironing board, as the room turns into fjord. Hands stretched, she surfs on fantasy with glee. _______________ July 16. 2022 Syllable count : 10/10/7/7/10 (HMS) Rhyme checked at RhymeZone.com Contest : Limerick Sponsored by : Lisa YY...

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This child is out of control, incorrigible, acting out, showing out. We are tearing our hair, because we are teachers, we want to shout. There is a trauma sensitive person assigned to help us out. She hardly ever appears at our school; I want to shout. Today she appeared, so I rapidly contacted the teacher with the news. The out-of-control...

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Maiden misses her fate down by the sea Novel has taken her interest away Missive on her lap quells her light Sailor ponders whether she might court he Watching her from shallow part of the bay Maiden misses her fate down by the sea She is farmer’s daughter, name of Ashley Her book is filled with romance, hey! Hey! Missive on her lap...

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His reindeer tie clopped around the room Kicking his heels as poinsettias bloomed His owner chased him before the party Reindeer tie was excited, hale and hearty Snowman tie said I will adorn your suit Owner stopped chasing the big galoot Put on his gorgeous designer silk snowman tie Went to the party as the handsomest guy...

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God misses loved ones we have lost, for them, still shed a tear Ever stop, consider their voices, God no longer … does hear? God misses them too, all their prayers, so loved hearing them pray Sometimes on their knees in the morning, or short ones … during the day Heard when needed their fears quieted, times they didn't feel strong Nights in a hospital...

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Meet Miss Adventure you may live to regret it…. accidents happen Miss Information’s Well known for twisting the truth don’t trust this woman! I once met ‘Miss Stake’ I still live to regret it It was an error Mean Miss Ogeny Shows contempt for women It’s so ironic Bad Miss D Meanour A truly wicked lady She’s quite offensive Impish Miss Chievous Butter won’t melt in her...

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You don't know, you'll never know, all the tears, you've missed. They've filled the sea, the deep blue sea, all my tears, you've missed. I still cry, I'll always cry, for all those tears, you've missed. You'll never know, I wish you knew, just how many tears, you've missed. You'll never see, Gods kissing my tears, the ones you missed, from me....

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Why spoiled misses princess... never wishes to awaken from pleasant snooze Appellation (with trailing switchback and/or additional colorful turns of phrases) emphasizing assigned nom de plume "princess goldilocks" hardly flattering compliment gently aforementioned sobriquet mocks, jabs, and stings painful as botox analogous when the Daily's (mean neighbors on Lantern Lane out in vinyl city Audubon Boondocks) hurled sizable rocks at our then spry hybrid shorthaired Boxer/Dalmatian, long since pushing up...

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whilst watching the ghost for a tiny, puppy cries heartache eventide winning so at-naught whimpering doggy so cries wanting his mama ghostly paws scratching wails the barks onto the trees heartache eventide 1/8/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©...

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What do you expect? His mother looks twelve. Generalizations like this bother me. “I was a young mother,” I say. “I bet you were a better mother later,” she says. “No, I was not,” I tell her. “I was a good mother sooner. “You are an exception,” she says. “No, I am not,” I reply. I have gone a mere two...

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TEH SKETCHES ACROSS THE NIGHT WERE STARS GLARE UPON THE FOLKS THEY DANCE AND MAKE WORDS TO THOSE THEY WISH WERE NEARER THEY SING SONGS OF CONCERTED WORDINGS SONGS REHERSTED DAYS AND DAYS THERE MUSIC IS LIVE BY HORNS AND STRINGED INSTRUMENTS DRUMS ARE PERCUSSIONED ALONG WITH ELECTRIC BASS THE AUDENCIES SMILE AND CLAPPED TO THEY SINGERS OF THE NIGHT THAT TOMMORROW SOME OF THESE MOMENTS WILL BE ERASED does...

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