Reviving Poems - Poems about Reviving

With fiery resolve, we stand our ground Together we’ll rise, in unity, profound © daniel miltz...

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The Dreams… That human beings pursue Freedom and Happiness That men share all of Mother Nature’s resources That all religions and faiths practice Compassion That land and sea disregard the boundaries That men’s skins recoat in the Blue Earth’s color That we can tell alien visitors: We are Earthman! 15 January 2024...

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Back I go retracing steps. Against the tide I must tread, Following the arrows down in reverse. Each arrow head points back to moments gone, To a time before the dawn of days past. The footprints I must retread Lead backwards on the path trod. Heel to toe carefully placed in reverse, To echo the way I felt at each step. To unravel the...

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maria valdez, ultimate flamenco dancer wearing her mother’s embroidered satin dress dazzling us with ruffles we had not seen for twenty years no one loved it more than her mama...

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Bringing life to the written word Such a paradox it may be Can I use tricks to chase the world? Bringing life to the written word a path from despair to buzzword It will make your soul sing with glee Bringing life to the written word Such a paradox it may be Written: October 01, 2022...

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September 2 Scripture Meditations Based on Habakkuk 1-3 Key Verse – Habakkuk 3:2 O LORD, I have heard thy speech, and was afraid: O LORD, revive thy work in the midst of the years, in the midst of the years make known; in wrath remember mercy. MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR REVIVING ME Thank You for reviving me...

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May 20, 2022 Scripture Meditations Based on Psalms 85-89 Key Verse – Psalm 85:6 Wilt thou not revive us again: that thy people may rejoice in thee? MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR REVIVING ME AGAIN Thank You for reviving me again that I may rejoice in Your salvation Against backsliding brought by sins’ abomination--- My heart praises You and...

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Always surviving His Glory remaining Always explaining My life map Left intact In order to show On where we must go Respect of his pearl He gifted this little girl He saw that I kept Never allowed me to forget For he said with answer Beyond your wonders Your heart shall shine It pierced through time Heard your prayers For this I answered I give thanks to your wonder On which you pondered Respect...

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smiling so glad to be home sixteen hours on my feet straight no breaks....no air....no water you kiss me home laughing so glad to see you eighty-six hours total just completed no days off....hardly any sleep....nowhere near enough time i kiss you home exhaling two weeks until major trip number two taken away by the instantaneous imagery no preparing....no alarm clock....no rushing we kiss each other home...

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Awaking to painful swollen hands, feet, and legs Thoughts fill head of what to prepare for breakfast_some eggs? Go to prepare me some coffee to sit on porch Just few minutes to linger in God's love before sun scorch Wonderful foggy morn glad I am not driving Thick fog could cut with knife for me fog reviving A golden sun sends...

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when you are down to nothing, God is up to something that will make your everything. just have faith as you live on this earth because faith is the substance that maintains our spiritual balance. it sees the invisible, receives the incredible and makes possible the impossible. it restores all lost hope and revives all crushed dreams. it is...

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Beauty of the dawn shining bright a special light uplifting our souls ~~~~~~~***~~~~~~~ © Joseph S. Spence, Sr., (Epulaeryu Master) 8/24/2010 All Rights Reserved, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA Senior Advisor, to Founder of Motivational Strips Ambassador De Literature Noble Star of Literature 2018 Living Legend of the 21st Century Pentasiv B World Friendship Poetry Featured Poet 2019 Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened...

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What is it to hear a poem? Ears ajar. Eyes focused. Mouth shut. I struggle to listen when such words cut open my head and try to make a nest out of my brain. I DO NOT WISH TO HEAR A POEM! My body jolts under these straps of limitation, tightened by my ability to hear. Why must one be limited to hear a...

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