O Poems - Poems about O

Mud puddle Marvin makes messy mixes Never nailed Nanette notices noodles by nixes Ostentatious Oscar organizes oatmeal fixes Providing proof personified, pixie counts by sixes...

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When Lydia and I resolved to climb that apple tree together it was over - not all at once, I still had a child’s love for shiny distractions, but when her long bare legs arched over my eyes to gain the highest branch it was over, it was over next Spring, next-door girl, next school term, next crush, next hopeless infatuation. O Lydia. I hope you can...

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O my brother, I can see your pain. Unlike the ignorant, I hear your screams, yet you refuse to explain, why you're lost in forgotten fast flowing streams, wandering like a forgoing wave, thinking there's blessings in an early grave. When you can't understand the darkness, feeling as you do not belong, remember in our own unique weirdness, you don't have to pretend to...

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2025.05.04 Sunday, a beautiful day on the weekend, The weather could not be any better, The sun shined high in the sky, The gentle breeze kept on swaying in the air. I headed to Bendigo, where it situated In the middle of Victoria state. I came here quite number of time. I settled down at Weeroona lake. I managed walking in the park, Circulated the...

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O, my country, devoured by the shadows of beasts weaving through the roots of time, On your white roads, leading to villages where sadness finds a home under roofs of silence, With the beggar's sack hanging from the weary shoulders of clouds, carrying rains of memories, Today, God wanders through you again, like a silent pilgrim seeking faith...

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Her smile, the softly ringing bells of her laughter, the newly discovered talismans against encroaching death. The delicate light, faint but growing, that first lit and warmed her own glowing freckled skin, danced in her eyes like the sea in the summer, bounced off the glints of auburn in her hair until she seemed lighted from...

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What would You do, O Father, tell, If I should fade like fleeting mist? Would heaven break, would heavens swell, Or would my absence not exist? Would You still light the morning bright, When I no longer watch the skies? Or let the dawn dissolve in night, A silent tear in hollow eyes? Would You still call my name once more, When all my...

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[Perhaps this is apart of my twisted delusions? Oh, mundane, antithetical, to dream of a median--a deranged, psychotic thought.] [“I ponder the chains of order; perpetually asphyxiating a ‘disobedience’. Why, why we need of persecuting the good?”] [Malice subsumes those who yet to temper, and sorrow enshrouds those refined. Crux, crux, I call to, whom ignore my...

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O' my love, mine darling one; You are mine to hold; Beautiful; Queen of my heart; Beating soft, embraceable mine; Soul shines through your eyes; Wonderful You are mine to hold; my darling one; O' my love .......beautiful 4/24/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025© ...

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A 3, O, Zero; Field's Surprise! All Tomorrow's Bristol's, .... Might!...

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You have given me the ability to overcome, Here I do to you proudly come, To tell you how I overcame the evil, Helping humanity to rise and punish the devil. I succeeded with your blessings, And now come to you, All I need is hope, In my mind showing me the ways to cope. I respect you and love you, And I also...

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5 large egg whites 250g caster sugar 380ml double cream 5 tbsp lemon curd 300g blackberries 2 tbsp pistachios, toasted & roughly chopped InstructionsPreheat the oven to 180 C/160 C fan. Line two large baking trays with baking parchment. In a large bowl, whisk the egg whites until soft peaks form. Adding the sugar 1 tbsp at a time, continuing to whisk...

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Light larkish lackadaisical lassie lithe and lean Measured Mesopotamia’s millionth mammoth, not all mean Nonetheless, noticing the level of lithium in a coffee bean, Opposing ornery ocelots who are seldom city seen Providing palatable parables to Patty, platypus who loves to preen Quarreling with irksome quail-herders who captivated lassie’s queen Resisting relatives reaching for gardenia’s gruesome globs of green Stalwart soldiers seriously...

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POETRY imprinted ideas inscribed for illumination...

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