Pressing Poems

Who villa private pressing turnout?

Languaging the place is happening 
A voicestro of ideas
And involvement
Obstructing legislation 
Command and finance


The handling of its own press
Pressing solutions
In the middle of a fraud
Yet in all time
A take part type of gal and guy


Suppose a person asked a city for funding around rent for themselves, an office, range of ten thousand a month

Today cresting

PRESSING NEEDS

      It is necessary to know about the world
       of dreams, so that poets
        can freely hunt poetry...

         So this way world can
      

Outweighing the Chill

Hushed in a fugue 
of Alpaca wool and rising resin 
he sits on a stump 
the relic legs of a mighty giant 
hewn beneath the axeman's blade 
its ageless corpse decays 
sending up those honey notes 
a whispering viola song 
he stretches a bare arm from 
the wool mist 
reaches out, caresses a violet 
newly

Pressing Giles Corey II

I spend most time within this grave
Unmarked and deathly silent
I met my end remaining brave
Which made it no less violent

Pressed to death for 3 long days
Only asking for more weight
Not this lie but other woeful ways
I wonder if I'd sealed my own fate

A young man from my living time
Caught stealing just some apples
I beat him

Pressing Through To You

Pressing through to you
See the golden miracles here
In each life hope to bear,
But life's not fair.

Pressing through to you
Extended family and spiritual, not few.
I won't be blue
I know you want it too.

Pressing through to you
Through the kilometres or miles
With tears or smiles,
In prayer and fasting, piles and piles.

Pressing through to you
Focus ahead, not on what's

Pressing Giles Corey

I am no martyr, no ghost, nor wizard great
They laid rocks all upon me, and again I say
I will not plead, more weight, more weight

I was a farmer, in the spring of Salem late
My wife is to be hanged the following day
I am no martyr, no ghost, nor wizard great

Oh Martha I’ve sinned, though not

Pressing, Letter To My Son

My son, my dear son, do not think it to be strange
when you find yourself going through a bad patch.
When things get hard, you must become harder still.
Look up to God, even when it seems He is not there,                

Pressing Against the Gun You Have To My Head

God what you done recently
my only fear that death
isn't the end of this 
counting pennies to buy dinner
see i stand
as you stare
from a ladder
perilously position
on top of a chair
without care
thoughts to air
welcome to my lair
where from shadows glare
unravelled eyes stare
and tendrilled fingertips
seem to point
that i am there
there i know i live in here

Bench Pressing

There are so many things to observe 
as I sit at the canal trail.
My senses catch it all.
Shirtless runners,
The swish of thier sneakers as they pass.
A family picnicking not far away.
Bike riders side by side chatting to each other.
A man pushing his partner in a wheelchair.
A child running to his daddy.
Leaves fluttering in the wind.
Hawks

Pressing My Luck

Bowling night, I had to try
Asked her out and her reply
Yes she said, I’m on a roll
She agreed to watch me bowl!
Inspired I was and couldn’t wait
To do my best as I felt GREAT!
Oh what fun it was that night
My team won big as I took flight!
Afterwards we enjoyed the bar
With friends of mine and

Pressing

It’s one of those days when my stomach is pressing against my chest, and my lungs is playing tick tock toe with its own breath. My adrenaline is running a hundred miles marathon per hour and my arteries are bouncing up and down the trampoline from the sound of the heavy metal pounding in the

Very Pressing

Someday not too far away
It makes me sad to have to say

A button that one can touch
Maybe the button pressed too much

The one that pressed it could be surprised
That he/she was the cause of our demise

Pressing Forward

They says things come in threes, in chaos we seek order when we're young
Some find comfort in synchronicity, others find comfort flung from others tongues.

Individual truths hold the keys, finding them is vital to breaking through.
Some have locked away our monstrosities, these caged beasts no longer serve you. 

Voyages from reality to reverie, we all

First Pressing

i was stretching
reaching across
you laying naked
next to me when
suddenly i felt i
was in the garden
of Eden suddenly
feeling licks and
tugs sucking my
grapes making me
think perhaps too
late i should have
pruned when soon
a shudder of my
leg's arbor started
somewhat startled
feeling like making
wine but not a whine
was heard more like
a dry non oaken moan

Keep On Pressing On

Midst blood pressure-rising
Diabetic sugar oppressing
Bad cholesterol distressing…
Thru Christ’s strength, keep on pressing!

Despite sin constantly cursing
Guilt critically appraising
Doubt-attacks confusing…
By God’s grace*, go on for spiritual enhancing!

Though worldliness’ warmth is embracing
Within materialism’s allurement-enforcing
Along problems miserably abasing…
With the Lord’s might, persist toward victorious bouncing!

*1Corinthians 1:4 I thank my God always…, for the grace of God which is given

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