Moody Poems - Poems about Moody

The sky cries at times; He emits fire, when needed; Angry with a heart......

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Today started out bright and shiny Then suddenly turned cloudy and sad Doesn't take much to turn it around To change a good day to bad Something that seems so insignificant Can change the mood of the day Like rain that falls that wasn't predicted Or snow in the middle of May They call us guys moody people They wonder why we're up and...

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My body aches And my soul brakes But I've grown to Love it...

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("The Interworld", 2018, original encaustic) The Interworld An Interworld of fading light twilight, midnight Never bright Of shadows shifting moving on spiral ‘round and then gone A dance a play at edge of thought time and space come to naught To leave us right where we started The Interworld Now open hearted (9/28/23)...

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When you meet a peacock In dancing moody ...

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What have we but life both first and last The rest an illusion —of future’s past (Dreamsleep: May, 2023)...

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a moody spring day the clouds cover the city the sun keeps shining...

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I am the turmoil The thought you just can't let go Oh, you so wish to Darkening mindset An increasing impatience Do you know me yet?...

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Mood swings come running towards me, Doesn't matter if it is night or early. Sometimes I feel angry, Which changes into glee. Sometimes I feel happy, Which changes into gloomy. Sometimes I feel day-dreamy, Which changes into clumsy. Is it just a hormones play? Or is it just another dismay. I wonder if it is normal or is it just me, Does it happen to...

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I once knew a lady named Judy. Who was constantly moody. She then took a chance. And learned how to dance. She now happily shakes her booty....

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Resistivitiy Metrics are aassocated with locating water before the drilling. where discussions take us from price to certainty Costing then finds us as we are excited to see in awe we gloat and glare those whos lesser understanding just look at stare which reduces labor a chore which we support then to doing then that whats been needed done we applaud happy as we prepare to drill reliblity and productive automation...

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Matt’s moody mother mollycoddled him. His toenails had a daily trim. He sneaked out to date. His girlfriend was great. They fell in love which made mommy grim. Matt pleaded with her to change her mind. I love her he said. She is the marrying kind. Forty-two is too young! His mother said, Son! He was a baby in his mommy’s mind....

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Never had I met a man of the cloth more worthy of honor. When I met him at the age of 19, he was around 35 and pastoring. Very early on, it was clear that...

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Moody Judy, Sweetie Twenty Writes she as he Footle Doodle. *A 6th Place* in the following contest (judged on Dec. 21, 2020) Dec. 21, 2020 FOOTLE-me Poetry Contest Contest Sponsor: Brian Strand...

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Moody Skies. . How I love dark foreboding moody skies Thwart with tension as anger fumes And flapping ominous raucous crows Caught by a rebellious gust precariously fly by . Thor hast not wielded his hammer yet But the tension builds The drama unfolding looks set That clouds will burst and it will be wet . The shrouding consuming dimming light Paints everything...

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