Nine Poems - Poems about Nine

It's only 2:00 am. I even waited to take the drugs till midnight, so I wouldn't have to fight an extra 2 hours through the night Not that it makes much of a difference. In 4.5 hours my alarm will go off (not that I really need one) and I'll continue to just survive each torturous moment. The only difference is the daytime doesn't have the...

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These next _ minutes are going to be hard... I open my eyes Not sure what time it is, but I bet I can guess. The drugs never work for more than 2 hours, and the distress from the pressure in my head and throat has been suppressing more than 2 hours of sleep a night for months now - even with the drugs. They have...

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Q Israel became a nation, May 14, 1948, during the spring season.The fig tree= Israel And fig trees have two harvests in Israel both in the Spring and in the Fall? What's that got to do with the potential Feast...

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Sweet as sugar daisy, it’s that opening line. Wild strawberry energy, it’s that very first couplet. Fairy tales start with poetry, a quest for a thousand and one. The ebb and flow of that journey, follow along relax and recline this is the viridescent princess’s story.. ...

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They left home nine months ago, they didn't go to war... they went to outer space! they kissed their loved ones, their family. and went to the farthest reaches... in a special spaceship! They promised to return, although they knew, perhaps that wouldn't happen...! When they left, they knew: the world would continue in fire and tears, madness and disenchantment...! Their struggles were...

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From the dark shadows of the past to the unfair justice of this cruel world lies every new day that passes by around the shores of the flowing river, like a gentle wind it flows traveling with all the armies of water like soldiers on the battlefield, long live the 300 spartans such a terrifying...

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A young woman recently had a vision that she shared on Amber's Cloud nine Blessings You Tube Channel. She saw a royal crown, and Jesus was reaching his hand out underneath it, and there wasn't much space in between. She also saw a large grassy field and a tall metal looking building called a monolith,...

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Q: Why did Ukraine agree to Trump's deal to sign-over their mineral rights to him? A: They want USA's continued financial and military hardware to go to Ukraine. Q: Why did the Prime Minister of the UK agree to totally back Ukraine when they're not being allowed...

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Love potion no. 9 I dived into a cauldron of magic potion And thought I would never survive But here I am to tell the tale Of how I’m still alive I saw a chance and dived right in I didn’t do my diligence But soon found out it’s sink or swim I should have used my commonsense I...

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NINE MILES OF BLUE By Tony Adamo (Nov.25,’05) Hip spoken’ Word I walked into a little jazz dive off 125th and Lex a cold wind blew me through the swingin’ doors/ Beer, peanuts, dark smoke and the smell of times gone by laid me out like I was a hitman in a deep freeze/ I was in...

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P.C. # 39 ...

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I love that silly man of mine ...

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Diary from 1984 I witnessed thee unthinkable this resulted in the fbi warning me my life was in danger my children lives were in danger that's when I began wearing wires pregnant buying weapons and drugs from corrupt junk sick officers for many years I was tormented suffering from mental illness in silence ashamed...

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I wrote a poem when I was nine The teacher said it wasn’t mine She said I stole it from a book She said I was a lying crook I cried, I pleaded, it is mine She said “it’s not, you’re only nine” The other children laughed at me I almost gave up on poetry But no, I couldn’t, I wouldn’t quit I’d show...

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Like your favorite ambrosian juice and long caramel series, there's always an end. Everything has an end. The arcane rainbow, the beating rain, your aching pain. Hunger is a feeling, and to conquer it, you must feed it. The strongest things are buried beneath the ground, in the dark, in the unknown and to know...

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