Quilling Poems - Poems about Quilling

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PETER or SIMON the YOUNGER ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ slower lower grower thrower Christ calls~"Have faith,"~slower~lower~rock Build church~confuse~grower~thrower~flock ......

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...At last, Education stood to teach. Acres of agonizing memory. Hectares of Hecate, Tripling in advance of nonsense. Peering round and round in vertical cylinders. Spun web-less in a lore o......

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...Quick and swift, dash away quilling crown, so flashy quite a bird, moves in flocks quirky squawks when fleeing quest to kill, tasty meal quoth the hunter, who wa......

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...EATING... A chore, I do not like. It interrupts my quilling! To eat, I am most unwilling. I'd rather recite poetry at a mike. French coffee, my love, divine. Yes, cinnamon and whipped cre......

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... M.L. Kiser-Tribute on Comments Way back when I first started, I whimpered to you: "No comments have I, or so very few!" You spared no words, just plainly said, "Did yo......

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... No matter the blends Bright morning, afternoon, night Cream and cinnamon Sing the praises of coffee, yes do ......

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...It was exciting and thrilling To see the stadium filling Though the day was a’chilling People around were soon milling Like pickles in jars sagely dilling Notice that the Jacks were a’Jilling......

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...Above the cloud blessed mountains, I fly. Seeing God's world below and the ocean's waves cresting so very high. Hearing the angelic soothing sound of the wind, Perchance His raindrops may fa......

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...      ~~~~~~~ Ah, finding the right Greek to go after! That stole my soul forever with love and laughter! Twas my glimmering treasure trove to secure. I admit fully to being anythi......

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...The scene was set the moment we met as he guarded my heart with verses of pleasure- I’ll never forget the irrational threat banning poetry beyond comprehensive measure. Freedom bells rang an......

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...Poetic Paradise We poets feed fat In blissful romanticism Outpouring our emotions Quilling them with delight On pages and websites Bleeding hearts drip on paper Tears smudge the lines ......

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...A Vice You Love Barely quarter of a year ago While surfing the net I came across Poetry Soup, and it has changed my life Wings of miles away from its headquarters When I wake I sip it with......

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