Navigated Poems - Poems about Navigated

...The school year’s ending. ‘Spring Fling’ is tonight (Saturday) the biggest event (concert) of the year, and next week - final exams. It’s hard to believe that I’ll be a senior in about 2 weeks - whe......Read the rest...

... When I was little, before I started school, my dream was to be a professional dancer for I knew I had that natural talent instilled in me, talent that was not taken seriously. The magic, beau......Read the rest...

... March 9 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Deuteronomy 32-34 Key Verse – Deuteronomy 32:4 He is the Rock, his work is perfect: for all his ways are judgment: a God of truth and withou......Read the rest...

...How glad I could be if, like the teaching of the Gita I can renounce the fruits of each of my tireless labour. Being a long way from the perfection of Lord Krishna Midst lost gifts, I'd seek my so......Read the rest...

... Written: December 23, 2023, For Robert James Liguori Contest ________________________________________ Life must be navigated without family pain. Sins that grab the dirt......Read the rest...

...I was a famous, American actress, who adored performing for live audiences, In stage plays, both modern and classic, like velvet time, which often rushes. Rose acclaim filled long, chaotic days, ......Read the rest...

... When heinous fangs of life drain the amethyst glow flowing above infected ripples of time, I question the chaos that claims serenity through saline serenade of sirens, composed ......Read the rest...

...Age defiant was this spruce and spirited citizen slinking blithely past the burgundy red doors of her enigmatic country dwelling. As her olive skin neatly curved fingers slid over an intermittentl......Read the rest...

...Ignorant, is not my identity in my struggle for my race. Damaged, is not my identity by the disparaging arrows flung at me. Effected, is not my identity to the wickedness of man. Negligent, ......Read the rest...

...My father was a devoted fly fisherman who couldn’t resist the almost masochistic urge to wake in the quiet predawn hours and stumble, blurry eyed with his loaded thermos out of the house. He drove t......Read the rest...

...Hoisting passions fervid, probing celestial height, Hypnotized we stood, enthralled in smile of June, Caressing dreams flirtatious of a romantic night, Reaffirming love, beneath the strawberry moo......Read the rest...

...I was an experienced astrologer, for wandering stars held much fascination, Luring in opal darkness of mystery, like beautiful butterfly transformations. My days were spent charting pretty planet......Read the rest...

...Written: August 24, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ Where oceans meet, the edge of the sky, I cast bones onto a pyre, flames soaring high. In thi......Read the rest...

...In the tapestry of time, I've thrived, With each moment, my heart revived. Through trials and joys, I've strived, Grateful for the life I've lived. From dawn's first light to twilight's hue, I......Read the rest...

...Pop was a devoted fly-fisherman who woke in the quiet predawn hours and stumbled, blurry-eyed out of the house with his loaded thermos in his hand. He hoisted his flat-bottom boat on top of his truc......Read the rest...