Personal View Poems - Poems about Personal View

...Some people have 'the look' and exemplify 'the part' for a lifetime. The curtain has opened; their 'stage of life' unfolds, and the role they seem destined to play, is set on autopilot with predict......

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...I'm on the mental battlefield, my pen is my sword Giving up now is what I simply cannot afford I'm gathering momentum, I'm picking up pace For a while I was second but I'm now in first place......

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...My personal view of MY own poet’s duty is to write for folk who are not too snooty Poetry ‘experts’ may look down their nose at the simple poetry that I compose When I read......

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...possessed by words yet discourse-less implicit intuition meandering in a web of language a whirling vortex ......

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...The language and images of Mario Vitale's poetry are so closely bound to the natural cycles of seasons, of generations, of the body's functioning, that is surprising to realize how many of his poems ......

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...Listing A Personal View Of What Poetry Is 1. Poetry is a stone,turned to expose to searching winds once hidden earth. Robert J. Lindley 2. Poetry is art, mind painted, heart co......

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...after cancer- quotidian....a thanksgiving day......

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...A personal view of the Devizes Neighbourhood Plan and the referendum on Thursday at the Town Hall All careful plans of men may fail and fall And falter, crumble; leaving broken stone No reason ......

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...Who Do You Say I Am? Who do you say I am, and who am I to you? Is the resurrection so very important to you? Am I such a genius in my deeds, so futuristic, That you cannot vindicate me by them......

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...The world shared some turmoil; what went wrong? that was the question, deplored the argument; It’s all about Pope Benedict’s address given to his old university at Regensburg in Germany where he had ......

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...Continued from Pt 1 In the living room I could hear my parrot. I reached in the refrigerator to grab a carrot. In the living room I found momma's sewing kit. I grabbed lots of button......

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...Asking questions can get you far Nevertheless, can’t answering those questions get you further? A ditch along you path to adulthood, The prevention of a taught ketchup sachet Inquisitive, knowled......

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...Red man, green man, black, yellow, blue or white; everlasting hate or never-ending fight. Who cares man? The unclean race lives every place; perfection is a term of personal view. The color r......

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