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Short Plain As Day Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Plain As Day by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Plain As Day by length and keyword.

Woman I Love
Beauty you can't cloak, Your Kindness as plain as day, My love, your treasure

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Categories: plain as day, boyfriend, first love, girlfriend, i love you,
Form: Haiku

Love is but a Whisper
love is a whisper
waiting to be heard
but only listening hearts
know the meaning of its words 

love is a whisper
oft times hard to hear
but if the heart is truly listening
the words are very clear 

love is but a whisper
yet i hear it plain as day
for my heart is now listening
to the words love has to say 

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Categories: plain as day, heart, love, romantic,
Form: Rhyme
Every Heart Must Bleed
I know inside myself
That Every Heart Must Bleed
But when I'm sobbing all alone
I still ask, why me? 
I still want to know how come
I hurt the way I do
When the answer is plain as day
And remains ever true
Without pain there can be no joy
And joy is a human need
That is why I know its true
That Every Heart Must Bleed...

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Categories: plain as day, faith, inspirational, life, heart, heart,
Form: Lyric
poetry passion
My passion is animals for sure,

You'll see it plain as dAY,

Putting my thoughts into words is a cure,

And a very sane way for me to play,

Spelling is a must,

So I check it once then twice,

In lots of my poems, is a dog that I trust,

Or sometimes it's just a roll of the dice,

Nice poets read my poems each day,

So at the Poetry Soup site, is where I will stay....

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Categories: plain as day, passion
Form: Acrostic
Premium Member Get Up Poet
Get Up Poet 

Sick to death of adjectives
The poet died in boredom 
Trying to fit railway ties
Neatly between tracks without
Any texture or color.

The rails were smooth and he
Couldn’t speak of their gleam in the sun 
And the ties, brown and splintering.
Poor bard, he couldn’t say that either.
Ah! his tongue was tied to the tracks.

There they lay – the train tracks,
Plain as day, and he on them, dead
By a train of no particular description.

©Kathryn McL. Collins
April 16, 2004

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Categories: plain as day, on writing and words,
Form: Free verse