Pops Poems - Poems about Pops

Written By: D. Collins 5/19/25 There should be two impressions before leaving earth. The mark of excellence, and those to whom you gave birth. It's just something about it, that bloodline called kin. That creepy Li'L feeling crawling under your skin. No matter what they say the Fam is all that. Keep guarding their six and watching their backs. That's the...

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. on hern way into mine ...

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When Nature pops, kicks off her socks Her dancing through the woodland rocks Falling leaves on autumn breeze Grateful pleas on bended knees Clocks unwind, time falls behind leaf-peeping pastimes spellbind When Nature pops, kicks off her socks Her dancing through the woodland rocks...

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Written By: D. Collins 9/21/24 Never put anything in front of Pops picture. Or, bad luck will reach out and come and get 'ya. Give credence to the DNA within your blood. Show ultimate respect for those who taught you love. It gets even better, if you look just like him. A total reproduction of my father, Jim. Someone who never...

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Onto every head gooey bird poo sometimes drops ~ funnier on ‘Pops’ ...

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The questions that always pops in my mind Why are my friends jealous of me Is that because I am a poet? I was chosen by God to be his poet Many years ago Also I am a Christian Since birth And I have the feeling that You don't like people that are Christian Also you are not a Christian friend I can't force you...

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D•isciplinarian and teacher extraordinaire A man after God's own heart who is strict but fair D•idn't go to college but he has a shed load of knowledge D•oesn't have millions in the bank but he's far from financial bondage Y•es, this gentleman whom I speak so highly of is also ...

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Do you all know Theodore Thimple On his nose he had a big pimple We all joked and teased it So he poked and squeezed it Most efforts are never that simple...

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American Haiku Rainy, nasty day and night Train whistle in distance Early morning hours Contemplation brings Enlightenment Or Believed so Buddhist awakening Realize Poetry's Power affects me physically Body in turmoil Spray Wasps hang-out Keeps them away They can sting, harm Moon glows overhead Santa on fire engine making his rounds Sun shining majestically Running usual errands Home to reading books Complete silence at night Conducive to study Talking to loved one Pops are my passion scribbling away the...

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Neon the elf child was the last one to be trusted with the dragon’s light her soul was sad that others had failed, she wandered into the night. holding the gift of golden slips and pops, her ears feeling quite bright. Rafe, her dragon guardian hiding in the bushes, kept her within his sight. a rustle in the woods...

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outside the fire you go left not from fear, but roots that stretch far beyond the reach of family ties inside the fire I go right and pray our heirs find the wisdom of savants much more to their liking these sides have risen a gap has been formed the wedge between us cries out for breast milk...

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Hey there, old man, old man Where did you come from Son, you can call me Pops, and Like you, I came from a putrid drop Hey Pops, Hey Pops, tell me Where are you going Like you, son, I'll need me a dug-out 'Cuz I'm headed for earthworms and maggots One more question, Pops,...

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A LETTER TO MY KING POPS By:Poetic-Life August 14,2020 I seen a YouTube video that a little boy wanted to write a letter to his mother in heaven to tell her how much he miss her, So he was writing to her everyday and tied the letters to the balloon but they were going to the...

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Scripture-truths SIR POPS preaches steadfastly Indeed exhorting and admonishing intensely Rendering his best for the Lord readily… Power of God, he trusts midst prayer-persistence Overcoming pressures by the Saviour’s omnipotence Presenting Christ Who deserves praise-preeminence Satisfied is he in the Shepherd*’s bountiful prominence. *Psalm 23:1 “The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.” November 5, 2019 Sir Pops, A blessed...

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Colored bright, for kids’ delight, The ice pops on a stick Start dripping way before they’re done, A foolish snack to pick. So hands and faces bear the traces Of the colored dye Which, too, is splattered on their clothes, A mess they can’t deny. An ice cream cup can fill you up With drips in the container. To say that is a better choice To...

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