Same Old Story Poems - Poems about Same Old Story

... Love is not blind but because of it’s unpredictability and it’s elusiveness It can, at times, be a little difficult to see. Other times, however, it is as palpable as can be We can feel it in ou......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I congratulate the icicles on their serenity. They have courage and backbone; their hard hearts will never give way. Mid-morning I hear drops of water steadil......Read the rest...

...Reflections on the important things in my legacy, history, and values appear with me were always reading books since I was 5 or six years old sitting in the dim light of my mom's house in a corner in......Read the rest...

...Tell me, did you once feel the love, or was it, as it is now, a pallid shaft, the phantom tip of a broken spear? We gave it up, let the passions out, scorched the earth with dry-eyed regrets. ......Read the rest...

...In the heart of the night, with Chopin as the ally of silence, Looking towards the sky, I wonder, who shall listen, Knowing illusions fade, but you are eternity, I'd summon you to me, through some......Read the rest...

...All the stars and their kingdoms use Christ’s name in error Muttering to themselves “Who is this quiet torchbearer?” “Where did he come from; what place birthed this wise wayfarer?” “How did thi......Read the rest...

...The story never gets too old. It never loses flavor, About the sweet young peasant girl, Who was the mother of our Savior; And how He grew into a Man, And became a great teacher, Surpassing a......Read the rest...

...The Mediterranean Sea, hostage to war. The remnants of white phosphorus tremble in its waters. And countless fish smile before burnt to the bone. Venus, in her transparency, still wanders toples......Read the rest...

...George Washington Duck got his name from his patriotic mother. She dressed him in red, white, and blue, just like his brother. He was given a cherry tree and a hatchet when he turned ten. “Look at......Read the rest...

... Hell is a real place, not merely a fable Dark and lonely – it’s filled with lost souls Many there, we all thought were stable But, our final destination – only God controls Hell......Read the rest...

..."Nugatory" my teacher did decry, As she threw my story up in the sky. "Why must you write and hand in futile tripe?" The comment itself, an offal snipe swipe. At the break, I rushed to the libr......Read the rest...

...Now When I Go Visit, Tears Fall, It Makes Me Sad He rode the high plains to hell's dead weathered edge Across the highest mountain on a horse he road His grandpappy a wild man swung a heavy sled......Read the rest...

...I heard you’re back in town And you’ve been askin’ about me It’s messin’ with my mind Thought you were better off without me Seems like we go ‘round and ‘round Same old story over and over ......Read the rest...

...Jonathan Price 'THE OLD,OLD STORY'             GOOD    NEWS        __________  __________       )____old___ & __new____(......Read the rest...

... We're now into the year of twenty twenty three And still there's no solution to see eye to eye Will we learn since descending from the trees Or are we everending to simply walk on by ......Read the rest...