Repetitions Poems - Poems about Repetitions

..."A bottomless pit of violence, a Tower of Babel where all are speakers and no hearers." by Alexander Smith ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ War torn or more, torn asunder We all march ......Read the rest...

...Aaaah haa my love my love How beautiful this love love Love my love because when a Child is conceived in love and Grows with love the child grows Continually reproducing as he Goes. And fal......Read the rest...

...It was at this point 11 o'clock At night. Damian Left Molly and Checked on the seven. Everybody Was fine. He returned to Business. Molly was no longer Afraid she knew she was in the Path ......Read the rest...

...any and all repetitions are intentional happy mother's day to one and all thank you "show and tell of love" tell me what you see and hear I need to know show me what you see and hear I l......Read the rest...

...Her pink okra fingers play violoncello, Rises from her harmonic throat songs so mellow; Is she a swallow? A skylark? A Nightingale? Or the Greek goddess Calliope's sweet-sounding tale...? An am......Read the rest...

...A talent that is not used is wasted As one loses all the skill gradually As a result of non-deployment One loses one's skill in due course Better to often practice without delay As talents are......Read the rest...

...If there’s something that will drive me crazy And if there’s something that makes me insane It’s just boredom that will put me in shame Boredom only offers wilted flowers I’ll just crav......Read the rest...

...imagist fragments rhythmical effects of virtuous wordplay of singular soundplay phenomena in linguistic tracts occurrences i......Read the rest...

...Winter melted into spring And became such a thing Called summer who fell For autumn Autumn then did its thing Winter snowed beautifully In its season before handing The reign to spring a......Read the rest...

...Human history is difficult; hard pressed, discovering and rediscovering, connecting and reconnecting feelings about therapeutic needs and sacred wants for trauma-prevention peace trust joy ......Read the rest...

...The curse of verse, at worst subversive, Cursive, ad lib, tragic, The means defines scenes, supreme beings let off steam, Beauty queens daydream of magic. Sense of place, being part of the trib......Read the rest...

...The little ants, Collect their grains, With effort immeasurable, Only too find them, Erased by waters... Little honey bee, For a drop of nectar, Visits thousands of flowers, To get them on......Read the rest...

...Discipline. Train Practice Repeat Pause Start Again Refresh Practice As discipline As in sequence As chain In sequence A......Read the rest...

...History never goes away totally Some remain The repetitions of characters or mischieves Selfishness Greediness Aggressiveness Maybe we man Who discovers the time Who invents the clock Who di......Read the rest...

... Morning sun floods the room Pouring over walls in charming patterns Light flickers and shimmers, throwing Soft, velvet shadows onto the floor Where there are fantasies falling Me......Read the rest...