Pour Poems - Poems about Pour

From a gentle sprinkling That keeps the garden fresh and green To a raging summer storm Where lightening cracks and thunder roars From a tiny little stream Right up to an awesome flood Constant is the flow of our Lord’s love! Some might pray the Lord to bless The desert’s heat and aridness. Looking for the Savior’s pow’r Their heart and soul to bloom...

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Arthur Rimbaud Translations of Antico (“Ancient” or “Antique”), Rêvé Pour l'hiver (“Winter Dream”), and Dawn Antico (“Ancient” or “Antique”) by Arthur Rimbaud loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Graceful son of Pan! Around your brow, crowned with flowers and berries, your eyes, lustrous spheres, revolve. Your cheeks, stained with wine sediments, seem hollow. Your white fangs gleam. Your lyre-like...

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I want to pour it out, I want to pour it! Inhaling the scent of my grandchild's glee, I dreamed of blooming, oh, how I longed to be. Yet fate's script seems to bind me tight, Why has my path been shrouded at night? Endlessly entranced by my grandchild’s joy, I hoped for abundance, like a carefree boy. But Allah asks not...

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Speak our language of love. Lip sync--forever young, Free fun, keep love alive, Pour blessings on your delights, Never give up your dreams, Inner peace, now and always. All good, enough said, Smiles and happy cheers!...

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A strange experience though Engulfed it anyhow Your silence: a midnight forest Piercing arrows, gruesome at the best All the faculties of head had dried up but You watered such That it flooded Good betrays in this world sometimes You are given but worst reward; grapes and limes Oh! That muse of poetry Is it that you waited for No! No...

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Be like flowers ...

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The dog days of summer, certainly here Every half-hour, another shot of beer Too lazy to move I’m stuck in a groove Glad my new car doesn’t need me to steer ...

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Love and sing! Oh, you, who pour from the nectar of your love, Elixir of desire, a caress for my thirsty heart, Feet caught in the satin of destiny, Seeking magical paths, hidden in the surreal white of the full moon. Banish me, scold me, and tell me, Why are you the air I breathe day by day? How can a...

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June 4 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Job 16-18 Key Verse – Job 16:20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God. PRAISE BE TO GOD TO WHOM WE POUR OUT OUR TEARS UNTO Praise be to God to Whom we pour out our tears unto for: Joy of no joke Justice midst jesting Joviality...

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Attaches onto the trees and ground Quicken waters falling down From space it caresses mixes with air Sunshine eyes glimpse glistens bare ~ Flashing droplets down pour dips Dew point pressure magnificent Clutching the brief clouds first burst Inclement moisten shroud rainfall first 3/14/24 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024 ...

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Pour the seawater into a shell and hear each sound of the ocean, you can own some of it 'till it dries out; would you become a captain and sail away to seek adventures? Tempestuous oceans frighten, grit keeps brave sailors alive and alert... who has ever survived with a feeble will? Have you traveled by sea and felt distress: were you serenaded...

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Word blindness shore maid my life hell When righting two my buddy Mel Ironic indeed Butt wee both agreed Dyslexia’s sew hard too spell!...

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. I imagined the crystalline not hern ‘bout And...

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Note: In 1976, Richard Clayderman (real name Philippe Pagès) received a telephone call from a well-known French record producer, who was looking for a pianist to record a gentle piano ballad. Paul had composed this ballad as a tribute to his newborn second daughter “Adeline”. The 23-year-old Philippe Pagès was auditioned along with...

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Idealism versus reality In hope that Quixote prevails Disappointed again reading the trends Materiality draining the grail Peer pressure determines what happens Not some high minded value or tome Greediness trumps what our virtue holds dear Self interest hitting — closer to home (Villanova University: January, 2024) ...

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