Mouths Poems - Poems about Mouths

FAITH IN GOD WHO PUTS HIS WORDS IN OUR MOUTHS

August 12 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Jeremiah 1-3

Key Verse – Jeremiah 1:9 Then the LORD put forth his hand, and touched my mouth. And the LORD said unto me, Behold, I have put my words in thy mouth.

FAITH IN GOD WHO PUTS HIS WORDS IN OUR MOUTHS	

God puts His words in our

Our mouths

The sharpest weapon of all are the words from our mouths

Sloppy Mouths Maigc 9

What version do you believe? 
The story morphs with each phone ring;
Rumors are my biggest pet peeve;
Have you decided who the villain is yet? 
Be skeptical of the intel you receive 
it could have no basis in truth;
Misinformation is hard to conceive 
desperate to trust what you’re hearing;
Sloppy mouths with dirt up their sleeve.

I Stuffed Their Mouths With Gold

Convalesced amongst peaks and valleys,
Verdant and undulating over Afon Ebwy, 
I paid my way through the colliery
With but a baker's dozen of years behind me.

Seduced by the hanging-left red scare,
I rejected ancient teachings and scripture
For a life of advocacy, plagued with
This body, my ever-failing vessel.

Conscribed to compulsory service,
My anatomy owned by some Great War,
Though my

Two Mouths To Feed

Trish makes a go of it, 
  as folks like to say
Two small mouths to feed
  with a third on the way...

Two husbands or three
  She isn't quite sure
A mere ounce of prevention
  Proved not a cure

The end's never pretty
  when a man walks away
What will be, tiny new mouth

Parachutes Gates and Mouths

Parachutes, Gates, and Mouth’s
Written: by Miracle Man
2006/2021

A parachute makes man light as a feather, 
Just a sudden jerk and then you float.
It works the same regardless of weather,
but failing to open there’s no antidote.

“A mind is like a parachute. It doesn't work if it is not open.”
Frank Zappa


In truth, both are not found to be

The Battle of Malicious Mouths

I was a stoner in a coma mercifully sweet
up for good humour and friendly greet
changed into someone more likely to beat
thump kick and stomp fighting the weak

I had stoner friends with paranoid brains
and jealous mates who were partial to blame
letting ideas spawn from sophism claims
delivered by a stranger playing a game

that stranger my boss telling

Mouths

There are mouths that speak,
             are the words ...
              There are mouths that are quiets
              are hesitant

Out of the Mouths of Babes

Took my five-year-old daughter to the office 
On “Take Your Child To Work Day” being cautious
“But daddy, you said
There'd be clowns here”
Poor daddy turned red and became short of oxygen

Gates Mouths

Gates & Mouth’s
(Alike they are in two respects)
Written: by Tom Wright
6/3/06

In truth, both are not found to be oblate
And about gates and mouth’s I’m predisposed.
But both require hinges to operate
And often are open when they should be closed.

Mouths Are Deep Rivers

[Mine] mouths are deep rivers as cold 
As the dead that love the living

As alder blight can strike 
The love of youth 

The unholy woolly wilting 
Unlike aching souls for 
Golden beasts

	When feared
		We pray
	When comforted
		We play
	When crushed
		We die

In bits & pieces 
Like twigs and leaf 

That twists and floats 
Down a raging river

		We go.

:: 07-28-2017

Mouths Are For Tasting

Eyes are for seeing.
Ears are for hearing.
Noses are for smelling and breathing
both in and out.
Mouths are for tasting
both bitter hard
and sweet soft truths,
trusts and mistrusts,
cooperations and competitions,
cultures of health and pathology,
climates benign and toxic,
and all sensory flavors between
balance and imbalance.

We reseed universal spirits
in remembered knitting materials of forest,
oceans of becoming
sea son daughters of swimming in

From the Mouths of Babes

the wisest sages
cast their pearls from grand castles…
         blanket and two chairs

               ~10 Jan 2016~

Child Hood Out of the Mouths of Babes

Child hood 
Out of the mouths of babes

Comes a wisdom, a knowing.
Sometimes getting lost in a rage
of ever changing, ever growing.
That desire less journey into age,

where they will seldom be showing 
that wisdom of innocent childhood
lost in aging of the soul, lost in wood.
Seldom able,  - getting passed - stiff as a board.

Knowing, wisdom,

Blind Mouths

blind mouths would abide my way
towards the fantasy   that I require
longing of Abstract thoughts
are my beginning
kisses form where I adore
your eyes bring forth 
the song that form the sun
holding me to your form 
kiss me once I do declare
kiss me twice now I'm crying
kiss me thrice I am melting
holding me with your strong

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