Slow As Molasses Poems - Poems about Slow As Molasses

...My Father’s Hand! My father left me when I was a baby and all that remained of him… was his hand! The hand that edged its way into the last photo he took of me! As I grew, I used to study tha......

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...TIME Precise and constant it marches on. It waits for no one, yet will stop to heal a broken heart. Measured in thousandths of a second by swimmers And in millenniums by the Creator of All Ti......

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...If you think the right thoughts, the love just keeps growing, big, full moon love, that place where it's all a balancing act, perched on a tightrope, the threshold of reality. Imagine the lun......

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...My left-brain dominant challenge begs for a worldview of unconditional warm regard Which sometimes feels uncomfortably warm through heated confrontations confused about whose voice is rightful......

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...This is start of my poem that over 8,000 other poets have read. Be A Better Putter Was with naughty iron that is a nine, Which some say has become benign, That balls seemed slow as molasses;......

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...Not that folks out there are keeping score-- But I envision myself as something... more However, the main obstacle getting in my way Is predicting what could go wrong every day Parti......

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...She's slow as molasses, And really a pain. Let her stay home forever! We have nothing to gain. Taking a walker down the stairs? Is really something, we just can no longer bear! Worse is ......

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...It is true that daylight robs, it pushes us into sights that we come to question; such as the python that lay like a thick ship’s hawser in the road, and would not move for my jeep. In ......

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...Be A Better Putter Be A Better Putter Was with naughty iron that is a nine, Which some say has become benign; Balls seem to be slow as molasses; Do need to take many more classes. From gol......

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...THE OLD FART SONG (sing to the tune of "Mamas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys") Verse one: Old men ain't easy to love and they're harder to mold, so train 'em when young, girls, d......

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...The look of diamonds. Were caught by the candlelight. Dove-colored clouds passed overhead. As a summer storm came riding in. On a cold wind ~ soft rolling seas. Colors from the sun had all......

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...You are sweeter than honey As fluffy as cotton But, can be slow as molasses Love like diamonds Touch as delicate as a flower Mind so inspiring Talks with the quickness Anger like the steam of ......

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...Golf Putter That Did Sputter Have naughty eight iron and a nine That are starting to become benign; My small balls were slow as molasses; Did decide to take a couple of classes. From whole,......

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...After Midnight Musings - impromptu cleverly staged the way you are slinking in your trinket-ed skin oozing pure milk and manuka honey. cleverly staged the way you are slow as molasses ......

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...hampered by deep snow progress slow as molasses in January ------------------------------ wild and howling wind opens the portal wide to the reign of the wolf -----------------......

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