Penny For Your Thoughts Poems - Poems about Penny For Your Thoughts

It all started that one autumn evening Wind blowing by my hair and tree leaves rustling Echoing over my warm laughter With yours blending in. As the tinge of sunset hues reflected in your eyes Like they did in mine Perhaps I should've said it then Or maybe after we left the ice-cream parlor Or the cinema, the internet café, The restaurant or...

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A Saying that's been around forever Where it came from I haven't a clue There's many phrases just like this one So familiar to both me and you PENNY Is a word not heard much these days Its value's much less than a cent We'd used to get a big bag full of candy At the store it was a big event FOR Many years...

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A penny for your thoughts A question for your reasons Just connect the dots And you will find that every trial Has a season you have a reason to be So just wait and see all that this life Has for you and all you can be...

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World of keen pens Earth seep kens hence Sphere glens verve wits....

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A Saying that's been around forever Where it came from I haven't a clue There's many phrases just like this one So familiar to both me and you PENNY Is a word not heard much these days Its value's much less than a cent We'd used to get a big bag full of candy At the store it was a big event FOR Many years...

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an old penny lying on the sidewalk - heads or tails? 8/5/21...

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Tell me what you're thinking, Show me what you’re feeling....

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Penny was lost in the city A passing young lad thought her pretty He gave her a whistle This made Penny bristle She scowled at the lad, what a pity...

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As I toss a silver coin into the mango contoured fountain, a lilac laden tone that reeks of flower garden ether archly probes. “What somersaults bewitch those forehead rivulets when synchronising waves of rhythmic thought?” Psychic or clairvoyant on this steamy summer’s day probing quizzically behind her crystal shades. She really looked quite stunning in her black ink forest hat,...

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So many pennies, lost in the system, rejected, neglected, dejected - cursed by '99' price tags, a charity box favourite, nobody wants nor waits for. So many forgotten pennies, lost on the streets or behind our sofas, yet pounds are never thrown away. Both are round, so why do they only care for the pound? Maybe its a matter of currency and colour, or social structure, value...

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A Saying that's been around forever Where it came from I haven't a clue There are many phrases just like this one So familiar to both me and you PENNY Is a word not heard much these days Its value's much less than a cent We'd used to get a big bag full of candy At the store, it was a big event FOR Many...

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A saying that's been around forever Where it came from I haven't a clue There's many phrases just like this one So familiar to both me and you PENNY is a word not heard much these days Its value is less than a cent We used to get a big bag full of candy At the store, it was a big event FOR many years...

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Stepping stones & Ginger Ale Barbie dolls with eyes to stare. Lightning dances, to different strokes. More to Love Much too close. Speak your mind & mind your manners. Do what your told, find the right answer. Put it away for now, just rest your crown. Another high-hope, is another let-down. Money well spent is on what was never bought & i believe its called, a penny for your thoughts....

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A penny.. for your thoughts.. is all I have.. to give in return.. For.. my thoughts.. have crashed and burned.. full of holes.. with ashes unturned.. I yearn only to absorb.. to stand on the shoulders of others.. to be invited into their labyrinth of secrets.. passages.. to uncover.. A penny.. for your thoughts.. For.. my thoughts have crashed and burned.. full of holes.. with ashes unturned.. 08/23/15 D.C....

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On the ocean's cool sand the nightly thinker stands, shadows hide sky scrapers of glass and steel; only sirens are heard through the awkward stillness, read his absurd thoughts: they spin as a magnetic reel! Has he found happiness as imagined in his dream? From that melancholic look, one can see clearly that he has been abandoned by all...wasn't he so...

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