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Premium Member It's Always Been You, Girl
I love to watch you be a women: How you wake in the morning still sluggish in your sighs The perfection of your hair array is a painted picture in my eyes Your lips a gentle caress velvety tingle mine Your kiss all the whispers of a passion still confined Your skin just receptive as all inhibitions cast to sea This close to the flame,...

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Categories: poetry is, love, woman,
Form: Prose Poetry
Tarnished Gold
Shayura: “I dreamt my body was dull gold and rotted, fickle grace abandoned me, yet scattered, I reforged my essence through brilliance and incandescence, allotting my time – I dared to dream again. In faith, I dwelled beneath myself as my spirit raised and polished my tarnished skin ever so boldly to completion, to my perfection,...

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Categories: poetry is, beautiful, imagery, inspirational love,
Form: Prose Poetry



Premium Member Your Word Is A Lamp Unto My Feet And A Light To My Path Eber and Wein and other submissions
Your holy word, Lord Jesus, is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. I will not hide my candle under a bushel but I will place it on top of a lamp stand to brighten up my hometown's Evergreen's city of Everett Washington USA. It is the capital city of Snohomish County as well as...

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Categories: poetry is, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
Was it tuna?
The world in black and blue, no visible outline, the colors blur. Headlights bright red, and the people covered in smoke as I stand in the back- alley surrounded by old graffiti stains and a half eaten tuna fish sandwich. The alley cats devour the carcass leaving the bones and eyes behind. I look at the eyes and I see my...

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Categories: poetry is, city, color, conflict, dark,
Form: Prose Poetry
Vinyl Scratch
The manner of this speech gives...

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Categories: poetry is, anxiety, art, change, character,
Form: Prose Poetry



i still got sum
. 'neath thuh prairie'z thickets 'long it's lush open hidden ...

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Categories: poetry is, baptism, dad, devotion, humor,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
MAGA Make America Gentle Again
I like the heroic America of World War II;... The America champion of good technology... The America that freed us from the damned little mustache... The America of Hollywood, of cinema, Of black soul music, of Doo Wop, Soft rock of Credence Clearwater Simon, Bob Dylan Folklore... Woodie Guthrie, Peter Seeger, Peter, Paul, Mary, mixed with country and blues, Poets like Walt Withman,...

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Categories: poetry is, allusion, analogy, creation, perspective,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member When the Roll is Called up Yonder, We Will All Be There published by Eber and Wein
When Christ shall say,"Come up here," we shall be entering heaven's door. What wondrous blessings shall be in store for me and all of the others who Truly do believe in Christ's glorious victory. All because He is truly Glorious, our home coming will be very marvelous Hallelujah! When the roll is called up yonder on that great...

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Categories: poetry is, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
A Cowgirl Momma, Carved by Faith
The nights get cold on that prairie land, But she don’t break—she takes God’s hand. With a baby girl tucked close at night, She leans on faith when there’s no end in sight. She’s patched old jeans, gone weeks on beans, Fought silent storms no one sees. But through each trial, tear, and test, She trusts the Lord will handle the rest. Her...

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Categories: poetry is, beauty, blessing, daughter, faith,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
Premium Member Why should we start to command our souls just as David once did
According to John Barnett, our souls are controlled by our sinful fleshly desires. Left to their own devices they are double-minded and filled with doubt and dis- couragement. Therefore, we need to follow David's excellent example, and let him both teach and instruct us how to speak to and command our own souls. In order for them they to...

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Categories: poetry is, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Our Good night and Good evening prayers
But know that the LORD has set apart for Himself him who is godly; The LORD will hear when I call to Him. Be angry, and do not sin. Mediate within your heart on your bed, and be still. Selah Offer the the sacrifices of righteousness, And put your trust in the LORD. There are many who say, "Who will show us any good?" LORD lift up the light...

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Categories: poetry is, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Come now and hear the words of the LORD
I WILL, Praise You. O LORD, with my whole heart; I will tell of all Your marvelous works. I will be glad and rejoice in You; I will sing praises to Your name, O Most High. Ps 9:1-2 HEAR my prayer, O LORD, And let my cry come to You Do not hide Your face from me in the day of my trouble; Incline Your ear to...

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Categories: poetry is, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Poiema Too
I just caught a glimpse of you walking on past I then caught a glimpse of you glimpsing me But you didn’t see me glimpsing you too My gosh you are one fine young woman You stirred up the feelings I haven’t felt like this in a while But it made me smile Unrequited love is a lonely place But I...

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Categories: poetry is, crush, desire, inspirational love,
Form: Prose Poetry
Mujhsa Pareshan Aadmi
Behad manhoos sa aur aam aadmi Kabhi dekha hai mujhsa pareshan aadmi? Jeene ki chaah liye zindagi se haara jo, Zindagi ke falsafe se anjaan aadmi. Ishq ko kahe Khuda, ishq mein haara hua, Ishq mein jo ho gaya nakaam aadmi. Jiske chaaron or tha shor bas bheed ka, Ab reh gaya wo khaali sa makaan aadmi. Auron ki zaruraton mein ho gaya...

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Categories: poetry is, cry, depression, hurt,
Form: Prose Poetry
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in the form of the readymade, now occupies a place in the void, you look at the size of this dewdrop & remember Andy Warhol, who was the first to begin this session in Tate Britain...

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Categories: poetry is, 12th grade, adventure, allusion,
Form: Prose Poetry

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