Move Poems - Poems about Move

Each one an event in oneself part of the whole: we live in the world the world lives in us resurrected from death to life from life to death implicit time not designed but designing quest, courage, love hope, faith, beauty nature, universe, god all fused within us delayed revelation...Read the rest...

Moving on Leaving behind those great and kind – it is about forgiving and moving forward, letting go of the bitterness in one's heart so that new doors are opened. With every move you make, a...Read the rest...

Although we’re just moving in, It feels like we’re lived in these rooms forever. I can’t look around without the past coming out to play. These ivy halls are sticky with memories now. The movers left a while ago...Read the rest...

The past is a mess It's something I've done a lot To move and forget. ...Read the rest...

The mountains rumble the trees sway the sky calls my name the sun gleams brighter while flowers blood in the mere essence of me the calm waters pour in leaving soft sand between my toes...Read the rest...

Move on over ole Joe... and let the youngbloods take the reins infusing our promised land with hope. You done good for America, serving as laudatory President from 2020 to the present Vice President from 2009 to 2017, and in the United...Read the rest...

It's sad to move on I just recall the good things And learn life from it....Read the rest...

Relentless guilt screams her name His cowardice brought on her regretful shame Womb silencer, he's a false friend and true foe Thirteen years of patience. She needs to let go She roared with loyalty to his weak manly...Read the rest...

*Is there a remote control?* *Is someone controlling us?* - 12 year old me. Our mind sadly not to be honest. You think we getting protected right? We do, but we also do things by urselves. We tripple because we chose...Read the rest...

It's still so hard to live a life without my partner Cheryl, I feel I need to keep my wit's as days can end in peril. It's hard to cope with life as one we both...Read the rest...

In the echoing halls of third grade, he sits, a nine-year-old lad, master of the silent symphony, the classroom's perpetual farter. His seat, a throne of hidden thunder, each release a stealthy gust, an unseen hand that wafts through the air, invisible yet undeniable. The girl...Read the rest...

The beautiful sound of music vibrates throughout the air A night to have some fun and let down my hair Can you remember your first dance, was it fast or slow Did that happen to be the person...Read the rest...

The wind blows in any desired style Any day every once in a while, Man's comments to it are just a riffraff pile. The sun will give you some chilli sensation, With no fear for it needs to take...Read the rest...

You sit there year after year looking at me as if you don’t care, you sit there picking your nose and smelling your polished toes, time is on your hand and you have got to...Read the rest...

He learned so quickly how to not bring sticks and balls back He seems to think when he puts his head down there should be a bowl beneath it Strained swell into a wells Turning the nail Hammering ahead My legs...Read the rest...