Reads Poems - Poems about Reads

My Diploma Reads “School Of Hard Knocks” Miracle Man 1/6/2025 Your time and your talent I once heard said, was all a young person needed to get ahead. So I’d rise up early and lace up my shoes, I spent a few years just paying my dues. The life goal I had was to retire some past fifty, but this wouldn’t happen without being...

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Quietly whispered Receiving silent Emotions kept Laughing yet Without voices Just shown teeth Thus a funny, the silent poem speaks QUIETLY WHISPERED THE SILENT POEM SPEAKS AS HE READS A BOOK THE PEOPLE LAUGH AND LOOK 7/13/23 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©...

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Crescent moon was a tiny bit chilly on pink clouds tonight He got his warm cozy crocheted afghan and turned on the light. Sweet baby star Dory stopped by to listen to a good story. Crescent was happy to accommodate sweet little Dory....

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Not much to see her the Arctic princess said. I’m just relaxing on my polar bear, up top my bed. His soft fur makes a marvelous cushion for my head. I challenge you to find a book he has not read. I had slid into her bedroom on a sleigh-type-of-sled. “Come over a bit closer,” the Arctic princess said....

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Come down to our national Happy day celebration Fried quail Roasted game hens Roasted pork loin Smoked ribs and fresh ham Deep fried sqaush ,zucchini green tomato Cassorole, with lemons, onoins,, pareseam And goat cheese. Cherry and cream cheese turnovers Garlicy mash potatoes Canadian meat pies w/ some creole sou She said am I ; Am I It's been a ploy To lore us here Love meats And American Wrestling Alliance...

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Jackie sat on a hill outside and began to read. He was chastised by one Johnny Appleseed. Why do you waste your time? Come help me get honey. No thanks said Jackie, I am reading to this bunny. The bunny was touched, and brought his family around. The hopped and played, and sat next to Jackie on the ground. I love...

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What kind of owl reads? We asked each other. My uncle, my grandpa, and my hoot owl brother. I stared at the barn owl, wondering how they were related. And my horned owl mother she said, since she and daddy dated. I was surprised and wondered what was going on in her house. Most owls do not read books, they...

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Wordle has become a world phenomenon, Every day, another word is added on. For some, this game is merely a pastime, But for others, the score is bet on a dime. Originally, Wordle was unknown, uncharted territory. New York Times now claims this newfound glory. Today, when you type that 5-letter word, Reads is an option not to be ignored....

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I’m Bella the magical kitten, with Daddy’s writing I am smitten. while napping upon his journal, with my talents, supernormal. I’ll live all his adventures in my dreams, watching them play out in dreamscape scenes. Daddy’s not lived a boring life, though he’s endured a bit of strife. through these pages I’ll come to know him, every thought, every feeling and whim. My new Dad’s...

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I loved her sorrows. We shared a mask that we spoke through - a mail-box for wordless hungers. Passion maimed us, even I shed tears sensing a Puccini last act. She read herself in my face. I gave her long-range forecasts. She insisted, persisted – a desperate belief that I would always be around to mop up....

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When I write, life becomes a party... I bless that one that my verse comments. Blessed is the eye that reads my poetry, and study it... Blessed is the being that comprehends my deep inside, scans my soul... !...

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then i wrote it to myself Quo teint where they keep the intelligence who was the sexiest of the seven dwarves Was Bash Fully interrupted that line look at that shoop in those sheep A rolling gather mosses no stone i mist the sky fog got definitively asking what does the mean why do people think Pikachu would taste like chicken...

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I met a raccoon with a look so gullible; Stumbling he came from a jungle called global. Among the families with a very few high caste, He lives in the periphery as an utter outcaste. When asked to describe his present destiny, He sneered and I said, "For villainy and tyranny". His well-dressed ancestors lived in a mansion, When those baboons...

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S-cribe O-f P-oem H-as I-nspired A-nother C-elebrant A-s S-weet T-hinker R-eads O-ne Topic: Birthday of Sophia E. Castro (November 26) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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It takes a thousand words or less Before going to press A story to be told Quick read message needing to be sold True an author can build on things Planting more tree rings Staying away from being a short article fling Longer the life Hundred page paperback can be a husband or wife At times...

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