Portends Poems - Poems about Portends

... crimson lips stained with blood of saints rides the beast steers the reins embittered roar portends doom her end imminent Spin a Shadorma Nette Onclaud 6/3/25 ** Photo not ......

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... Everything has an END The time I spEND And sentiments I intEND With my family and friENDS But not with Jesus Everything has an END The breath I expEND Trying to drive a point to its END ......

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...Santa Claus, we’ve been out of touch and I don’t ask for very much but I have needs, and I’m in Dutch I want to see the light of day oh, and can you give me a sleigh and a way to forget yest......

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... “Each day drifts to our pile- pray, it's stamped with a smile.” _by Poet Each waking day arrives as new- it's......

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...Hie thee now by warning taught The path ahead be peril fraught Each breath taken carried past Each step taken counted last To strive against such dangers rife Tis better chance the falling knife......

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...The leaves, long gone, each golden child carried on autumn draft to reach a season's death, portends bitter squalls will blow the harried vines with long, cruel winter's icy breath. Now slumber......

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...Clubbing seal cubs portends a rage for mass murder. The tail wags the dog and the offended march away to slaughter strangers. Generation after generation, year after year, small holocausts......

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...Sandra Hall was a college student, like experience gained from learning, Living in the house of her parents; with love like red, fall leaves returning. Sandra was in her final year of sch......

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...Stars form patterns to Ancient's Zodiac. Creatures emerge, especially the snake. Mayan watchers see the serpent go back, Back into the earth at Equinox break. What portends, only prophesies can m......

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...I feel in führer rated and envious... entrapped within webbed wide world weft as a rump pulled stilts skein at warp speed exhibiting my heroic trumpian wiles cuz he (johnny come lately) a then......

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...Fall's bright colors are taking flight like birds on the wing It's the right time for a clime change and seasonal transformation brisk winds whisk l......

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...How do you start over consumed by the end Beginnings aborted as judgment portends Desperately hiding alone and distraught For all of those presents time wasted — and lost (Dreamsleep: ......

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... Into the woods we ventured, where darkness began to encircle us, Their ancient murmurs mingling with the forest’s ominous chorus. A chilling breeze, as if the very breath of the woods sighed, Ve......

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...A bleak gray mist slowly descends slays all the color in the land. Of melancholy it portends. The slow trickle of hourglass sand shows seconds turn to endless days each one a moment of self-doub......

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...The Tapestry of Leaves Michael R. Burch Leaves unfold as life is sold or bartered, for a moment in the sun. The interchange of lives is strange: what reason—life—when death leaves all undo......

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