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Grandmother Self Poems

These Grandmother Self poems are examples of Self poems about Grandmother. These are the best examples of Self Grandmother poems written by international poets.


Premium Member Blame
Quote: A man can fail many times, but he isn't a failure until he begins to blame somebody else. By John Burroughs


Life has many ups...

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Categories: self, child, hurt, life, people,



Premium Member I Felt Like A Book
I felt like a book 
very tired old and worn out 
needing rest on shelf....

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Categories: self, feelings, life, old, people,

Premium Member In the Misty Corridors of the Soul
Is the soul a complex place,                                      ...

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Categories: death, life, people, self,

Premium Member Screen of Awareness
Like an shiny apple's rind, 
my outer body all can see.  
Like an apple's fruit,  
I hold many secrets.  
Seeds and beliefs...

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Categories: fruit, joy, life, self,

Premium Member Earth Life Purpose
Life is but a journey,                                        ...

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Categories: journey, love, self,



Premium Member How One Paints
In the art galleries of the world,                  ...

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Categories: self, art, beauty, color, magic,

Premium Member What I'Ve Learnt About Life
I use to sit and wonder 
What life was all about 
Spent my days & nights
Wandering all around
Is it about the enjoyment 
When I was...

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© Roger Harp  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: self, change, courage, feelings, inspiration,

Premium Member It Is Me
IT IS ME

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Categories: self,

Premium Member She Did Not Want To Hurt His Feelings
You're a beauty, his grandmother said. You would make a terrific catch.
Sheila did not know if she wanted to be caught.
She had been doing pretty...

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Categories: self,

Premium Member Who Am I
WHO AM I 

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Categories: self, character, i am, life,

Focus On the Texture
It’s a topographical nightmare. 
The terrain rises and slopes over small mountain ranges I wish everyday were freckles. 
The landforms, shifting and rising with every...

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Categories: beauty, confidence, self,

Premium Member Five Days In Zebra Pajamas
I looked down on myself and felt irritated.
I have looked better, less like a hag
This past week I have been wild looking.
My hair makes Einstein’s...

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Categories: self,

Premium Member Bio Modified Passionate Romantic
Passionate, 
an impressionist writer, oil painter, and a loving role model grandmother. 
I love the creativeness, easy-going, and wit of the friends I love.
Ideas of...

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© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: self,

This Thoughts of Killing My Self
There is no one else to blame, I cause my own loneliness. I am the reason why my heart is broken in two. I looked...

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Categories: self, absence, anger, anxiety, cry,

Premium Member A Little Lipstick Could Not Hurt
A little lipstick could not hurt.
But she was eight, and refused lunch after it was on.
She thought she was "fat" now, and she wanted to...

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Categories: self, 10th grade, 11th grade,


Book: Shattered Sighs