N Ways Poems - Poems about N Ways

WAYS OF PROVIDENCE Poem written for “This or That Poetry Contest,” Edward Ibeh, sponsor, 7/22/2025 “God planted the seeds of all the trees, and you see to what a height and shade they have grown! So, it is with the Bible. You may read a verse this year, and forget it, and it will come back to...

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Did I ever know that I would be born? Did I decide my psyche and physique? Why is a rose shielded by a sharp thorn? Providence creates each creature unique. I think of building a castle for me. I end up assembling a thatched hut. When I, like a sparrow, wish to be free An unknown force, from within, keeps me shut. Untimely...

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Oh, come, gather up close to hear my story. Of how ancient navigators crossed the sea to glory. Going between Pacific islands with fantastic skill, Using Providence to guide with nature's goodwill. “It’s chance—they will never find their way." “No compass drawn, no map to mark the day.” “They drifted and then caught some lucky breeze." "They stumbled blindly, blown...

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There will surely be a guide ~ charting my path, protecting, and leading me to my destined destination in life. As if it were a promised payment God made to me from heaven. A visible hand tucked out from an invisible tucker, In a canoe on a river ~ gently rowing me along its flow. Many near-deaths averted, Many of life's debts miraculously paid, many...

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Written July 20, 2025, for contest Sponsored by Sir Edward Ibeh ************************************************ The Potter forms each individual, Shaping earth's landscapes made original; The design of mountain, valley, and hill Is planned and done according to His will. The Sovereign controls with full power, Universe follows the word of Ruler; The creation bows to the mighty King, He gives divine order to...

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Helen’s hugger-mugger ways caused a hullabaloo Her hoarder house hardly had room for two Let’s trick her outside, someone suggested. But Helen firmly and fiercely protested. She’s got to go out sometimes said the throng. But everything was brought in, so the bystanders were wrong....

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There’s living a life, with the wind in your face.. Chasing the sun in a faraway place. Hearts beating wild on a mountain’s high peak.. Finding the magic that most never seek. And then there are those in the grip of the grind.. With dreams set aside and the clockwork in mind. Paying off walls they barely call home.. Counting the days...

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My mind drifts loose into the moving art framed by train window. Houses in the field glitch by— brick red roofs and windows that hold sunset across the champaign. I wonder what it’s like to live in that world, where you wake and rest with the sun. My gaze drifts to clouds light as swan feathers. Their dance—effortless, unrepentant as the sunset dyes...

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giggling swaying around carelessly... i feel my life in a state of fantasy... few days before, i recall.. i swear, i thought i be in a downfall... grateful and hopeful, i am.. glancing around seeing miracles charm.. God must have opened the door.. thus, encouraging me to follow... it is not of my own accord.. to my God, i trust He mark in record... i...

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J-ust O-btain V-ictory I-n R-ace, E-xerting Y-our E-ffort S-uccessfully. ©bfa050225 Monocrostic (Birthday of Bro. Jovi Reyes)...

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I’ve barely started to walk, feet ache still figuring out how to make a poem. Some lines come easy while some stuck but I keep running round the clock. Each day might pull me a different way some soft with hope and some hard to say. But if I show up with a heart in hand I’ll find my voice and learn...

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Before you point fingers at another Have you truly examined yourself ? Before you destroy Have you created? Before you feel above everyone Have you uplifted anyone? We all have imperfections but perfect in our ways. Before you feel worthy Do you have any worth? Most of you have no value, Without money. Money does not give you value But it adds...

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"Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and my Bobby McGee" ... Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster A grinning October moon bore witness to the quickness of desires coiling soul-skin-insistent in a woman-girl and her own, Bobby McGee. Two souls, just met ~ Bobby roamed, she lived in her parent's home...

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Harriet Honey Bunch met Henry at a Honky-Tonk By accidentally giving back of his neck a tiny bonk Did you see her flirty, flamboyant ways? Asked Connie Conk Fine by us said winsome Willie Wonk and decent Donnie Donk...

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Success is no accident It entails hard work Clear consistent approach Open to productive learning Accept continuous studying Working with unrelentless sacrifice Most of all, enjoy the process And love the things of what you do....

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