Molehill Poems - Poems about Molehill

...Somethings need no explanation You see a word You know it's spelt wrong A letter out of place You just know it You may know nothing about music Until a wrong chord is struck One bad note An......

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...Our burdens are lifted—it’s spring break, after all. Though ocean breezes, surf sounds, the smell of sunblock, fresh tans and bottomless margaritas at the beach can be healing, we decided to vac......

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...Busty shaped and large of hip the busy winds of October buffet my brain within its whistling cave. Around the shoulders of every lumpy molehill taverns and tankards bloom in a russet corner ......

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...I can only imagine how n'ice e-z floe... Tubby in the calving throes breaking free and clear shepherding, milking, and honing rambunctious as bovine bris versus being stymied courtesy cow ......

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...as i began to understand Virginia Woolf her voice from a room of her own i realized i was upon a mountain she had exposed the molehill it was the dirt soon revealed a tunnel entering it opened a......

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...Identity crisis 1 word has tit in it Overall it does make you feel like a tit Att the decisions Who are you Identity crisis No matter how I spell it or shout it or whisper it or talk to someo......

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...I let it slip away like a fistful of sand I let my life slip away! I sit at a crossroads counting cars whizzing by, I lie underneath a tree counting bees buzzing in and out of a beeh......

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...*Image of God Smiles by Pixabay. The Table is Yours I glide between spoons filled with surprises, determined to make the best of my fill, in this manner, I think claiming prizes. ......

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...A life of wealth and poverty have I lived, When it would rain, it would pour Heartily onto my canvas of white, Smothering colors onto my palette. Like an epiphany, I had a dream! That I am no......

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...The face in the mirror Looks back at me It’s not a face I’m happy to see It’s withered and aged Like a wrinkled old prune My expiry date’s past God, please let me die soon My bones they ......

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...The whole world is in panic The whole world is in fear! They don’t know what the truth is But they are zapped with what they hear A virus has attacked us! It is going to wipe out the world!......

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...Why worry...? Within the same breath yukon catastrophize and make mountain range out of molehill mental material impossible to scale even with best Sherpa as guide. Take advice from expert......

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...Used to fear the dentist and most things electronic The mere thought of eyedrops produced pleading and histrionics Trying new things or making a speech standing before a class with no......

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...Magnificent marauders masquerading magically might mean Messy mollusks masticate marbled marigolds momentarily. Maybe. Moreover, momentous mosquitoes might make marvelous mini-muffins mixing ma......

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...detangling figurative philosophical, (i.e. ineffable) thread tightly bound most likely requires a greater capacity (than mine) to expound, considerably superior than this feeble intell......

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