Rays Poems - Poems about Rays

soaking up the rays plugged into the source regenerating AP: 2nd place 2025 Posted on April 22, 2025...

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We fight stubborn ground, Heavy panels, slow progress, Clean power awaits....

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"A new relationship is like a seed that we plant and nurture ~ it grows into something beautiful and everlasting." ...

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tulips turn their heads toward the warm sun they drink in the sun’s bright rays springtime is here to stay ...

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warm rays of the sun penetrate the frigid air the snow takes notice ...

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SUN RAYS Sun Ray's blowing through the Sun kissed Wind Arrows flying through Barely able to Bend Light shining Bright Brighter than the Eye can see Vision being shuffled Who might this Be Knock, knock, knock Always come in Three's Standing at the Door Looking down at Me Was The LORD'S HOLY Angel Who might hold the Key 17 May. 2022 By: Xanthe LaDale Smith...

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rays and rains blessings from God* of heaven scorching or drenching??? since health matters most umbrella brings hope *Zechariah 10:1 - Ask ye of the LORD rain in the time of the latter rain; so the LORD shall make bright clouds, and give them showers of rain, to every one grass in the field. December 29, 2024 2nd place, "Sanford-style tanka -...

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cascading rays the heat made bearable under cover the mist of the waves cooling her weary soul...

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Moon Rays The aquamarine moon rays can now recharge bus, train, and tram plastic fair cards. ...

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Freed from burdens of cold ice carpets Grasses resurrect from marshy pits Rays from a red fireball from far Shine like gold dust from a long lost star. Songs of each bird have volumes hidden. From freedom no one is forbidden. ...

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In the twilight of life, when the sun weeps its rays on the reddened sky of memories, I feel how autumn weaves its golden and rusty web over the garden of my weary soul, Each falling leaf is a lost second from the hourglass of our ephemeral existence, And the wind whispers elegies for the time that slips...

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The sun waits in the shadows, ready to crown the morning with gold If I could fold the suns rays, form them into a crown of gold Then you my lovely princess, would always be decked in silver and gold...

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So soothing, the moisture; Cooling my core I’m in a state of bright ataraxia; A barricade for brittle, fragile skin is now protected; If only your touch contained aloe, instead of the high noon rays that fry me....

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fresh fuchsia flowers sunny rays splashing faces across closed casket...

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In the clear morning, with rays that dance over a realm of magic, Easter arrives, with its gentle light, to drive away unnatural shadows. May it penetrate the pores of the soul, to melt the cold, lifeless wax. May it twinkle in the mind, like the first star at twilight in the celestial sky. With its torch-like wing, may...

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