Short Turn Poems
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Life’s not the greatest
Right now
Caught between a
Lifestyle of chances
Needing deep down
For things to turn around
Alone at the crossroads again,
a bug trapped in a jar,
I watch by Her window
for a world that refuses to appear.
All Thur the night
Feeling couldn't fight
You were in my head
In my bed
My body was burning
I was
TOSSING AND TURNING
you got me hook
be the way you look
my mind cookes
i can't waited
lets make a date
this is not mabe
YOU TURN ME ON BABY
Yyour going wrong way
change it today
listen to what I say
been up down
time get off that bad line
TURN YOUR LIFE
AROUND
you must move ahead
some do bad instead
we must not be blind
in get in line
so our kids lives shine
don't
TURN BACK TIME
Cooling morning air
Aspen leaves are golden disks
spark’ling in the sun
for Brian Strand's Images of Fall contest
Every dollar that I spend
Is one less for you in the end
Think about that concept friend
It's not that hard to comprehend
i must say
everyday
i just can't turn
for you a earn
mabe its wrong
i can't live along
i need you too
YOUR A SEX TURN ON
if you belives
you will recived
just do good deeds
help other need
earn your way for that day
well done
NOONES TURN AWAY
Glory seems a distant haze
Guess my life is qute a maze!
Praise the Lord; love will provide
Jesus the only truth on our side!
Food, drugs, gamboling, sex?
Put self under hex!
A life wrecks
Find inner peace?
Junk release
Way to form spiritual pecks!
Form:
his sprit around
feeling down
and very low
he is the one to go
he is the open door
brought from dust
DON'T TURN FROM
JESUS
stop this that
being slick like cat
bad like rat
be ready to chat
preach town to town
about your ups and down
TURN YOUR LIFE AROUND
you feel low
this should no
he there for you
he
know what you do
his name is jesus
with you from dust
he
WHO YOU CAN
TURN TOO
When wrongs weigh heavy
upon my heart
and time threatens to tear it apart,
I turn to poetry.
4/18/2021
song wrens
yell back at the
ash rose colored sky
with their tiny wings
tucked by her side
that kindly say its my turn
A dozen
Wild roses
Melting in
Your arms, again
That warm
Blue smile
Looking through
Your sky door
Why do roses
Turn blue, again
When the freedom
to think
And the ability to write
are at odds
—turn the page
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
When the freedom
to think
And the ability to write
are at odds
—turn the page
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
theyer red green
red means go
green stop
and yellow me drive slow
to save a life
if say left put under your belt
you must
TURN RIGHT
let it live
give
to the lords will
its a love pill
and not mean
to uese this love theme
be sweet ice cream
DON'T TURN
FROM HIS DREAM
Painful light, short breath
Will not allow me to sleep
Sheets damp with night sweat
Cling to my back as I stir
But my bed will not have me
don't run
be gods son
the work has to
you see done
he will get you thur
do as he tell you too
you'll be new
he is the one too
TURN TOO
Wrong..Doing things in error.'
Misguided, going on in wasted ways.'
Mark, a sign to be known by all.'
Carney really ticks, all the boxes.'