Points Poems - Poems about Points

Be yourself and do what you are confident about Going through tough times have ways to fix things Build it slowly and everything will be fine Success is not just sitting, thinking and talking We don't know where the obstacles and difficulties are We have to act first The most important thing is Don't take your ignorance passed by Come to command...

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See firstly it concerns eyesight How people see things But why does it get used for their opinions See if a doctor tried to operate on onion Would it be an op onion I never gave a hoot about any others opinion on me or cared what they thunk Second lay my hat atop my home I never class myself as I Well...

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Point’s tail feathers were roaring this morning heavier than usual, today they felt enormously weighted. have I always been this bogged down? He wondered Weighted down from end to end, fowled from way back. his wife did not ask what was wrong. She has learned it is better not to mention his aches and pains. the cage feels pretty confined when...

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Sailing on an ocean breeze In the vast depths of my mind Like a sailor on the open seas With a world of wonders to find Perusing points to ponder Through the night unto the morn On a global scale I'll wander Till an epiphany is born...

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teacher who got stuck with six wild boys on robotics team came up to ask Guess how many points we got on the very first task? I know she is a bit looney, but I like her a lot. I have no idea, I said. In the very first spot? Yes, guess how many she said, loud and clear. I...

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The cold consummate summer eyes unclued beyond the veil of tears South were pleasant lands East was the golden sunrise the winds strolled gently West were Mike and Suzie dominion smiles on their faces offering no apologies to the wayfarers they needed no clue ...

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Watching a night sky; looking at the Milky Way flood the world with its ghost lights, I feel kinda small, not insignificant, just a green hill at the foot of a high mountain range. On any calm sky day, looking at the wide-open aquamarine ocean, I feel like a sea-god, newly emerged from the very depths of a divine Nature. Not at all...

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700 Jews dead on the latest Holy Day 50 years to the day since the Yom Kippur Fray Hamas celebrations to be short-lived as Israel now lowers the boom Hamas' fighters and Palestinian pawns left holding the broom -- ...

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Aaaah haa my love my love How beautiful this love love Love my love because when a Child is conceived in love and Grows with love the child grows Continually reproducing as he Goes. And falls in love and With love another child is Conceived and grows with love And gives birth with love. And That child grows...

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We visited friends by the shore And as soon as we opened the door The crash of each wave And the ocean view gave Me some insight I’d not had before. For though I have a different view, From my bench I can see water, too And the river, to me, Is what will guarantee That my spirits will lift, as on cue. If we’re...

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Business trips hold unexpected traps. Deception lurks with the lures to see what lies within the unwary travelers’ lapse. He pays the price for current cures while ignoring the true cost of sin. Finished. He moves on. Returns home. The respected family man… Until the news reaches him… She sinned. Her belly’s a dome. In self-righteous anger, he does what he can. He calls forth judgment...

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man-child used to being a shooting star drinks always came for free at the cash bar full to brim with urges and willfulness left wondering alone in wilderness not quite able to keep up with himself loss and wanton desires ruin mental health focus gone, became another lost boy "Aw shucks" demeanor his major decoy not understanding skill in scoring points a lifetime of...

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Her world is a paranoid marketplace. Fear is the zeitgeist and panic her shame. She’d married her psyche to a dog whistle pimp Who’d promised her he’d drain the swamp. And sure enough, he did. Drained it right into her swimming pool. Idea thieves, poetry forgers, and high-water prophets Trouble her intangibles to no end of sadness With pressed-flower language, and wallpaper...

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POINTS of REFERENCE reinventing  tradition on display undeniably  arresting  at  making waves  defined in  the  contemporary &epitomises in bedecked settings  deliberately elongated unresolved & unravelled  happening prominence  of the touchstones the of the explicit both  intense &passionate  with flashes of  fixating  on the  fascinating composition of the bespoke  that intersect astonishingly diverse & paradoxically  sense  of the  cool aesthetic   simultaneously   painterly  offsets  the conceptual elaborate & equivalent NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is...

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What is not worth aiming at survives to pull a thousand more triggers. Squib rounds from damp pop-guns later are recorded as wisdom. Hacks have a smaller target on their backs than original thinkers. No use to wail or gripe, mud churns worms irrigate, self-mate, the odd unique bloom grows unnoticed until stumbled upon or trampled over....

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