Short For Each One Poems
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Well now I've gone and done it again
Another math test was failed by me
If I had a nickel for each one,
I'd have a dollar thirty three!
Savor the day that every sunrise brings
for each one is a gift God sent.
Don’t come to the end of your winter’s road
wondering where those summer days went…
I'd dating two hearts
for country and Queen
Each known to the other
as separate and fleeing
Where love is a battle
each one can reside
For each one a man's
not true to decide
Gone in a flight of numerous ideas with
Endless passion for each one as
Most can't help but fall in love and
In their charm become undone
Near the heart of a lover twin
Is a lovely dangerous place to sin
In spring,
The garden wakes,
From its long lasting sleep,
Flowers blooming,
Bees buzzing,
Birds flapping,
Butterflies flying,
Lilies, tulips,
Lotus, roses,
Everyone, each one,
Happy time for each one.
Cozy mouse’s grandmother was an avid knitter.
She said I can knit up whatever, but I am not a sitter.
Her daughter thought it was funny, for there was a new litter.
She made a tiny coat for each one using yarn with turquoise glitter.
Most precious jewel on display
for each one to admire and stay,
Hold it tight from the start
as child keeps your words in his heart;
For once it’s broken or lost,
Dignity lies with the stumbled post.
May 20, 2023 9.11 am
I guess I never grew up. I'm not mature.
Anyway, why'd I wanna do that fur?
My mom called me smart aleck so many times,
I'd be rich if, for each one, I had dimes.
Want someone to do something, just say "don't".
It may be dumb, but you can't tell me they won't.
There is a restlessness in life
That only God can understand.
For He is the one who made us,
He knows our needs, and his own plans.
Plans for good, and not for evil,
He has made for each one of us.
Peace and happiness come to those,
Who, through faith, in God put their trust.
I found a really nice rose
Like I said it was very nice
It brought a nice scent to my nose
and there wasn't even a price
Today was win
Roses in bin
Should I water them with a hose
to this extent I don't think twice
But for each one they have their pose
over dinner with some nice rice
I have so won
It is so fun
Author Dana Redricks
May 6, 2019
What an awesome God
we serve
The God of the universe
The one true living God
Nothing is impossible
for him
His love is divine and
genuine and true
He has a plan and
purpose for each one
of us
He is omnipotent
He is merciful
His love for us is
eternal and everlasting
Great is His faithfulness
If today I make you smile,
life will be so sweet;
for it is in the giving
that we are really showing love.
Many will pass on our road of life,
some will stay and some will go,
but for each one there is a memory
and the smile of having shared
that something special between two.
Only we can know what that might be...
only two share that little moment in time.
Baby, in my thoughts you will always abide..
Tears falling for each one, for the heart doesn't lie.
Beyond the realms of an unknown future..
Will lost love be written by an incessant closure?
Vehement moments of mixed up emotions..
Attempted tries of answering the questions..
Will we ever get it right by the repeated wrongs?
A love story will be written and the chapters prolonged.
Let me say a meter is several lines refined
And each has a rhythm of a particular kind
So we must carefully measure the words in each line
For each one to dance to the fine tune of time.
I’m trying to describe or define
A meter you may eventually have to find
I know all this as taught by Brian
I’d like you to meet him, he’s a friend of mine.
Brenda Elizabeth Rose
Come along birds, chose your pumpkin pie.
You are crows? Great! Let me see you fly!
Okay, one at a time, don’t shove with your wings.
It is bullyish behavior, and sadness it brings.
There are enough pumpkins for each, one and all.
We can have such a great time. We welcome fall!
I love it that you are thrilled with my pumpkin pie.
But how on earth will you be able to lift it and fly?
There are many who have loved and won
Oh, there are those who have loved and lost
Songs abound , win or lose, for each one
Love is the thing - it is not the cost
But no one writes songs for those like me
Not yet a lover, not yet pending
But I am a poet - I am free
Pen to hand I write my own ending
9-2-19
Writing Challenge 1, September, 2019 - Eight Lines
Sponsor: Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
Happy New Year Soupers
(To my poetry soup family)
From: Tom Wright / AKA Miracle man
12-29-2019
I extend this challenge, to each fellow Souper,
cast fear aside, and continue being a trouper.
Praying for each one, both happiness and health,
and that each of your talents you see as wealth.
As 2019 concludes let each reflect and review,
making 20-20 a year, to repent or renew.
Long-time partners, yet angry still,
caught in a dance as wounded will,
can’t leave the floor, each gesture hard,
hurts inflicted by a jagged shard,
yet still they move, each step familiar
old critics each, now a heart killer,
afraid to part and friendship slay,
but for each one they cannot stay,
so now old goals must be forgot,
a new tangent for Fate to plot,
it’s time to let old music fade,
and find a new song to be played.
The moments we shared,
Became memories.
For each one created,
A new star, so perfect, so bright,
Appears in the sky.
A story told, once upon a time,
The fairy tale begins,
As the pages turn by the finger tips of the wind.
For everyone to see,
Now they begin to read.
A love so perfect, so true
You loving me,
Me loving you.
Like the heavens high and above,
Far and beyond any ocean,
We shall never come to the end.
Mankind has now entered a new chapter in life.
Unprecedented circumstances, brings forth newfound strife.
Your conduct and demeanor are controlled by only you.
Don't let fear of the unknown, control what you do.
Educate and prepare, protect yourself and your kin.
Come on now you've got this, remember where we've been.
I wish you the best, I pray for each one of you.
This is just a break from the norm, we will get through.
HERE ONE MINUTE?
The tree it grows
The stream it flows
Each in its time
Not yours nor mine
The May bug flies
In hours it dies
Yet for each one
A full life’s run
Does time speak true?
Our lives accrue
Each minute new
To have or rue
Too short a pass
As dew on grass
Or long, as known
By rock or stone
So take each day
For work or play
I’ll write my rhyme
And make my time
4 October 2019 (it is alleged)
I sit here between the tick and the tock
No such thing as a clock.
I sit here for all to see
Yet no one sees where I be.
In the darkest night
I'm but a blight.
High above
Still know nothing of love
I watch all
Many kingdoms I've seen fall
Lifetimes pass by
For each one I cry
Northern most reaches
Above the land of no beaches
I sit ever so high
Up beyond the sky
Eternities I've been here
I'm the unknown, that you fear
I sit here between the tick and the tock
No such thing as a clock.
I sit here for all to see
Yet no one sees where I be.
In the darkest night
I'm but a blight.
High above
Still know nothing of love
I watch all
Many kingdoms I've seen fall
Lifetimes pass by
For each one I cry
Northern most reaches
Above the land of no beaches
I sit ever so high
Up beyond the sky
Eternities I've been here
I'm the unknown, that you fear
The latest survey
eighty suicides per day
by our Veterans
Such a big disgrace
CBS investigates
this whole cover up
These folks fought for us
no one's taking care of them
they would rather die
Someone should be held
accountable for each one
who takes his own life
If they had something
that they could look forward to
they won't want to die
There's hope in Jesus
message needs to go across
that bad times don't last
Sprouts
appear.
His leaves grow
as he slowly gains
green to contrast the sky's blue.
Against the world He holds his strong arms above.
His leaves grow full and vibrant,
providing shade for each one
who so chooses to shelter
beneath His sprawling umbrage.
Lazy summer days turn night.
Green to red to yellow to brown. Slowly now they fall.
Once in His grand arms above,
they fall away and spread
His life, no
longer
sprouts.