Sit Poems - Poems about Sit

Hours nibble at a low back strain. Tenuous strings were tugged lifting water bottles. You wonder how fragile you are, how vulnerable to those red tides that bend your iron like plasticine, turn you into a crooked question mark. Sit a while old man, sip tasteless water from a warm plastic bottle, imagine racing upwards leaping from mountain top to mountain top, get high on being...

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From where I sit. The dark gray clouds, producing the rain, that continues to tap, against the window pain. The absence of blue, in the sky above, brings dreary thoughts, a life without love. If God in his heaven, could answer one prayer, and send me relief, lift darkness and despair. It’s not a perfect woman, my heart truely seeks, but loving and warm, true heart that...

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Do you remember it … That one late spring day, Solemn, where two could sit A place nearby, but far away It must be there still … All around was dense with green A steep hill, a small hill … A footbridge in-between Leading down into the nook A place both shaded and quiet, And the bench by the brook Sat there waiting by...

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Draggletailed drippy dreary Doris Mable did not fit in With her uppity, snobby, snooty, pompous pampered kin The kids said Aunt Doris Mable, you can sit at our table They had knowledge of a babe, a manger, and a stable...

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This place where I sit so unfamiliar to me this is not what I had imagined not what I expected this is not the path I was walking on must have slipped through a wormhole a mysterious splice in time and materialized stumbling on the other side or, somehow swept up into a tornado drifted on the blustery wind spat out viciously, just like Jonah to this...

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It’s a privilege to come before Heavens King. He’s enthroned on high where Angels sing. Those gone on before us, the truth they now know. The answers to the question. Where do the bad go? Open my eyes Lord Jesus so your truths I can see. I desire to know what you have destined me to be....

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I was speaking to a friend She said nothing had changed But her eyes revealed That nothing was the same I stood looking at my friend I had known since just a child She indicated with her hand That we should sit for a while I was sitting with the friend Who had stood by me through thick and thin I tried to dismiss...

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I sit and sit and sit and sit and sit and sit and sit and sit When I get bored with sitting, I take a long happy nap Readying myself for the next ten years I feel twenty years older than I felt three weeks ago When I got sick, the illness kept me exhausted for twelve days Now I...

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I Could Sit Here” I could walk along this sandy shore. Crashing waves to and fro. Sandpipers chirping, Seagulls circling, White sails sailing. I could sit here for a while. I could hike this rocky trail. Relish the splendor of snowcapped peaks Bathe in an icy brook Cast a line without a fly Bull elk braying in the meadow below I could sit here for a...

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The house feels empty, now that your gone, your clothes are still in the cupboard as if your at home, the only place you would ever be, in the kitchen sitting across from me, I’d give the world to say I love you once more, because part of me feels like I didn’t say it...

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Oh! How I despise dawn’s blushing optimism and dried hydrangea blooms sepia skinned and papery thin. Humdrum hands beat doldrums drum. Why won’t the summer solstice light this darkness? A gnawing hollow where my heart should be. Where cinder clouds float in negative space memories collect like nesting sparrows beneath eaves. I stray, a waif lost with my armful of loss. Your death...

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As a gift I take each day Dismal days keep coming on Random snowflakes dance away Dying to reborn In the murky light I sit Listening to clocks Time keeps ticking, bit by bit Like the water drops Mister Time, wouldn’t you please Lend an ear to me Tell me when I’ll be released From your scrutiny Play a sad or happy song Sounds dilute the mist Put...

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Come and sit with for a while And tell me exactly how you feel Come and sit with me for a while And I will listen to your dreams The sparks have gone out of your eyes And the joy has disappeared from your smile A week ago, you were the star of the show And the energy you had baffled everyone Now...

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Here we go again (pun intended), Some points raised but poorly defended. Opinions are not facts. But ignoring contracts, Don’t sit well however well intended. ...

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I would sit under the pawpaw tree And the world would come to me. They said all you need is a dream, A pen and a pad to make it beam. But Mother, in these streets, I see, A world that's swallowed up my poetry. My books, once filled with vibrant hues, Now gather dust, like forgotten muse. This world doesn't care, it's...

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