Showered Poems - Poems about Showered

... Day one out of the womb – had a full crop of hair, black like my daddy’s (it later went more fair). Early childhood – Mom kept my brown hair short because I’d twist it into knots. What a silly......

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...#Love_incarnated In multitudes and populated 7 billion beings of earth, fell not far from my heart skipping beats, maybe it was your aura, maybe your aligned Chakras, something in me reverberate......

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...Why won’t poets write about us? Is rhyming with orange that troubling? Don’t we, like other fruits need thus: To be showered with praises all bubbling? We have stunning looks and great taste B......

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......Finally Gobayth came to a devastated mountainside, the trees and soil stripped away, slaves cutting out blocks of great size. They led him to a wooden hut where several gold coins were exchan......

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...A Mother's Love You carried me for nine months and brought me in to the world, You was overjoyed and excited when the doctor said " it's a girl", You showered me with love and kisses as you......

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... I watch the sun rise and once again bring another dawn, Another day in which we are alive. I stand 30 feet above the muddy ground, on the top of our walls, at the end of my watch shift. ......

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... Showered in Love Bombs, a fleeting grace, - The vulnerable, a pawn in this cruel race.: Charm and Sincerity, a carefully crafted guise, Gain is the motive, hidden in disguise. "Good Morning......

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... MAGDALENE : JEWEL OF JESUS She was the Chosen a beckoned one to ignite His speeches smooth it with her own illustrious strength ‘Courage against Odds’ marked her inner......

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...once again the warmth of sunshine showered my being awakening the inkwell of mind overflowing in musing contemplations of allegorical messages of a fertile womb of mind se......

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...In the hush of dawn's embrace; The first thing I remember in the morning is his face Soft whispers of light paint the sky; Longing his presence, wishing he was mine As melody of feathered wh......

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...Optimistic Onnie was perpetually expecting Friends and neighbors showered her with respecting New viable ideas often occurring and interjecting Onnie’s willing openness refreshingly reflecting Co......

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...I walked away when you said those, But I never knew how to make it work. Many thoughts and illusions compose.  Some horrid impressions often lurk.   Spring was beautiful but a waste.  Summer wa......

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...To all the poets near and far Alive and well or beyond the stars, I bid you peace, I bid you rest, I bid you all the very best. Life and death may er’ contain All the fruits of love and rain, ......

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... Clouds of despair drifted in seamless sky of sorrow, storm surged from the dismal horizon of mind’s visage, showered tears in psychic streamlets in torrential flow, like the rolling......

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... yes, I am thankful for poetry’s gift exuding worshipful gratitude-bliss humbling me to praise God* for being blest directed toward caring kindness-route showered by heavenly fulfil......

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