Orderly Poems - Poems about Orderly

Love is not an orderly garden where flowers grow in perfect rows, but a wild field where flowers dance in the wind without rules or boundaries, a force that takes deep root in the hidden corners of the heart, where desires are born from old longings and forgotten dreams, a pulse of the soul, spreading entwined among rocks and...

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Arthur swore he'd be less brotherly, When his brother got disorderly. He would want their mum less motherly To get him back to being orderly A shock from one paid as orderly His movements are scarcely soldierly Many things handling haphazardly, Though his allowance quite niggardly; Toes from shoes saying it jaggedly... Orderly whose walks much zigzagged And finest garments the ragged....

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He had a disorderly mind. She had an ordered one. She had cerebral files, binders, alphabetized answers for every occasion. He would come to her with questions like - what-do-you-call-it and who’s-his-face and whatever was the name of some thingamajig or other. She would calmly dig into her mental folders, data banks and dossiers and supply him the correct precise response or comment. He would hurry away holding her answer tightly...

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Now is the beginning end; Your enemy is truly your friend; When it's finished, and it's over it's never completed; Before it's under succeeded; And I confess; That I have established; I am that I am; Conveyed orderly conduct; Here I stand; An enabling product; 7/9/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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She rose from the table moving slowly to the sink. This was not her favorite time, too much time to think. Her body moved from memory now, the right bit of dish detergent, she must refill that bottle soon, moving the faucets to memorized positions, water streamed out on cue, precisely the right temperature,...

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invisible in a world where rank is everything he’s reminded of it every day reminded he belongs at the bottom rung of the ladder he doesn’t get a say seldom a smile or acknowledgment he feels rejected looking the wrong way he’s reminded each day it’s the patients who appreciate a kindness a word a smile and return in kind ...

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Like glass jars fresh from the canner... neatly forced into rows by content and date... like this are the rows of carefully calculated, labeled and catalogued pockets of my mind Peaches cannot sit beside green beans Soft thoughts cannot be in with math data And please, put each file back exactly where you found it...

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Must bring order to my mind, my household, my life. Each step builds on what came before. Start small, add rise-and-shine routines, plus night-time habits. Watch for amazing results in a short span of time for achieving orderliness!...

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He toils each and every day Without regard to prize or pay His task is to work endlessly Such is the life of an orderly! His duties include everything Calls to answer, equipment to bring Never to refuse a call for he is the one who knows it all. Not the medicine herein dispensed but to bring the tech equipment that the doctors and nurses...

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