Pondering Poems - Poems about Pondering

I wonder why a series named Harlequin Romance makes my sister cry, never laugh ...

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Sitting attentively on a rickety park bench My thoughts as deep as an ocean trench People scurrying aimlessly with their daily lives In time they’ll fade too, into the archives I notice a young family, a dog and a cat After they draw a last breath, what awaits after that? Billions departed throughout the lineage of man Bygone times, forgotten lives; been...

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A parakeet is a talking bird He’ll repeat whatever you say Which, depending on your mood Can make or break your day ...

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A crow can caw, at least...

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Thoughts of a Border Collie While Pondering a Bone Mine, mine, mine, I think as I drip drool on the floor. Bloody meat clings tenaciously to the hard bone. White fat, like veins of gold, marbles the red treat. My owner is thawing this delicious delicacy on the counter. I watch and wait with longing as I think of the animal odor. Sharp canines will soon tear and...

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Is it the problems which dives into our lives ? Or is it just our lives which dives into the problems ? We stumble upon many problems . Thinking its just a small lump The fantasies created , the fantasies lived Were actually really short-lived because reality just hits We grew up crying and throwing many fits But among...

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The starry night is out of focus under the thick tree cover where the two connected souls walk arm in arm among the heavy grass and flower coverage that crowds the earth under the trees the fragrance of the wildflowers is heavy in the air and wafts upward to be breathed in by the couple sharing a moment secluded in the beauty of nature allowing...

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I’m at the age where I’ve grown really long hair And I don’t denim care That the trend is to cut it No longer wearing high heels Just for a flex or a thrill More about how my feet feel And they don’t love it I don’t have many pink plans Flying by seat of peach pants Keeping my praying hands I am blessed with contentment...

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A pondering thought I'm trying hard to conceal. Thoughts roll around the rim of my mind's roulette wheel. Do I gamble on love or risk losing it all? Is it red? Is it black? I'm unsure what to call? The stakes they feel high in this game that we play. Thoughts rolled like a dice. Do I let it all...

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Among tales told long ago were those of finding hidden buried treasures, of growing seeds in diverse soils, of building homes on sand or rock, of sorting worthy sheep from wicked goats, of inviting multitudes to a banquet, of celebrating a prodigal returning home, of saving a life by a scorned Samaritan. Jesus loved earthly stories with heavenly implications. His parables were spiritual seeds sown in...

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Sitting alone on a lily pad Awaiting my next breakfast insect I ponder my purpose Two hundred and seventeen mosquitoes Sixteen horse flies…one spider And a scolding from a swan I croak every night Come back to life at sunrise Bathe in the cool mud The old guy’s here again, fishing I tug on his lure sometimes Just to give him hope The shadow of an Osprey Brings...

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She is sitting on the dock Getting soaking wet Its raining, its pouring It does not matter She is enjoying the rain She decides not to complain While she sits on the dock In the pouring rain She is pondering Her life getting wet She knows she has come A long way in life Being through hardships That she dealt with Things are better now ...

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In silence I empty my mind, try to think what is true, good, pleasant, joyful, right. Instead I ponder how life is unfair. How people struggle daily or in war. Children, who are cared and nurtured or who are abused, neglected, cry out in fright. Most living in peace, no worries to bear. Innocents in fear due to war, uproar. Why are...

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A pondering poet A dreamer at ease Looking through facets of life Searching each inkling Wandering on Sketching and painting A doorway beyond A loving innuendo Twinning A simple song I walk the road of antiquities Looking back and looking on Roaming the streets of possibilities To twine a simple song A pondering poet A dreamer at ease Looking through facet of life Searching each inkling Wandering on Divine Majestic Refined And Simplistic...

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Pondering the cosmos, I thought I’d look around until I heard a tiny voice, speaking from the ground It questioned why I bothered, to gaze so far away when right beneath my own two...

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