Much Poems - Poems about Much

Perched up high, a nosy spy, a feathery fiend with a twinkling eye. Mimics whispers, spills the tea, squawking secrets recklessly! "Mrs. Jones wears curlers bright!" "Mr. Clark snores every night!" "Lucy kissed the mailman twice!" "Grandpa hides a stash of dice!" The neighbors glare, the house is tense, one loose beak, at their expense. Locked away, but still he crows-- "Wait 'til you hear what...

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Have you ever considered just who God can be? First, He is Creator of everything we see. He created 3 heavens, in the highest is his throne. In the middle spirits move and the last is our home. He glanced down from his throne, into the black of night. By his only voice alone, He spoke and created light! Protons, neutrons,...

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Tailor had a circuit, he arrived three times a year to sew us up He used to have a cat, a fish, a dog, a wife and a pup The wife got tired of the traveling and took the pets to settle down She was fed up with the hassle of always moving town to town. Tailor loved his...

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The ceiling blinked first—it told me I was looking up too much, time laughed in a corner, counting backwards just to mock me, my shadow packed its bags and left a sticky note: "You're thinking too hard. I need air." The fan above spun secrets, whispering in Morse code, I'm not sure if it cursed me or told me the...

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Have you ever talked with God? At first it might feel very odd. Please move your feelings out the way. And let your heart do the talking today. You're not just talking to the air. The One that created you is there. If you're not sure how or what to do. Let the Bible be the guide for you. Open it up and...

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In the depths of silence, I have never been able to offer you much, have I, solitary traveler, I cannot brew healing potions for the wounds and scars gathered like memories on your skin, I cannot forge mighty swords to chase away the demons that set your soul ablaze, I cannot weave shields against betrayals that touch you...

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Too Loud, Too Much I come in loud, not because I want to steal the room, but because I’m scared it won’t notice I’m here if I don’t. I laugh too hard, talk too fast, say too many things all at once and then circle back, just in case the...

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I have always been too much. Too loud when silence was sacred, too soft when the world begged for steel. Too eager, too open, too full of something that spilled out in all the wrong places. I laugh too hard, love too deep, feel everything with a weight that bends my bones. I do not know how to be small, how to fold...

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As we continue this new journey, a much prayed through decision; it really hurts my heart that it can create so much division. The questions and the doubts continue to roll in. To explain and defend our decision, I don’t even know where to begin. I’ll start with first things first, and that is obedience to God. Raising and educating...

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Cooper was a large and curious tiger, the bright star of a motley circus, Always out of step with others; like erring moon, of dawn skies, citrus. He was well fed and got lots of attention, like rave days of mist roses, When silver moments tell true stories, before the latterly hour closes. Whenever other tigers went left, Cooper...

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I hate you because I love you too much, a paradox that tears my being apart, The river of my thoughts flows into an ocean of contradictions, Waves of passion and fury crash against the shore of my fragile conscience, And in the depths of my soul, a whirlwind of emotions makes its mad nest. I hate you because...

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“Much Ado About Nothing” Romeo’s love doesn’t fall through, As Tybalt piques his fancy too. And Juliet, Not in love yet Chills out on Tinder and Temu. William, don’t mind the premise pick, The rhymes have moved on so to speak; Short and lightweight - It’s shooting straight, Not a sonnet, a limerick. No tragic twists, no...

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Friend, do not ressasse your dark ideas, Death will come Whatever you do, Everyone owes it, Don’t resent Your appointments At the doctor’s, He doesn’t even think about it, Under the palm trees Draw in the sand The heart of a girl, Think of the turtle Who lives peacefully, Do not complain of your misfortunes, Nor your thoughts, Don’t resent Love is like a sprig of lavender, Feel it hunting Your dark...

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she dreams of better days of freedom and sunshine of peace and melodies of brotherhood and laughter of justice and harmony she dreams AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on March 25, 2025...

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I miss you so much, my love It must be cold out there I mean in the skies above You must be provided with care Uniclo tops of navy blue Sweaters and coats, and warm socks Must be delivered to you From the heavenly stocks You wouldn’t believe how painful It feels to continue alone Without a face of your faithful Without a garden grown Without...

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