So So Poems - Poems about So So

So creeped out by my own ideas, So I am so bad as I seemed, because So and so said so, and So and so sees it, and I'm So scared to be what I'm scared of, what So and so is said to be, what is So so bad, so bad as it seems, she's So creeped out said so and...

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So many poems so few poets so many so few one less now my heart bleeds In-between the empty spaces sadness sleeps ...

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"It is so, so it is I know way before Deeper, deepest inside from above through and below It is so, so it is It is real, more than a feel Is is so, so it is Express agreement Emphasized that so it’ true Cause truth rest in truth Stands above not beneath All awe, intrusive agreement affirmation "That’s the way it is," Or "that's what...

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Lives are so like books. So readily torn apart. Books are so like lives. (January 2022)...

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My God has been He's been so, so so good to me My God has been so so so good to me My God has been so so so good to me My God has been so so good to me My God is so so so good to me It was early early early one...

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Your soul is yours And it also belongs To the Lord and God has breath the spirit inside you in your soul O' and your soul is so so soul so beautiful Your soul, your soul is so So, so beautiful Your soul is yours And it also, belongs to the Lord as God has breath His breath breathes...

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I am so George Carlin, I am so Carol Burnet. I am so Lenny Bruce, I am so Lucile Ball Arnaz. I have a question for all of you So Everybody Else. Why can't you be So You absolutely unique to yourself"? I would never say, "I am So So and So." I might say, "I aspire to go further...

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Lily of the valley Old barn scenery Wheatfields cotton Dust Bunny Running cross the greens Heavenly Morning Glory Evening prayer dawn I am grateful fall of these things that go on and on and on and all and all and all and all... I AM SO GRATEFUL 4/3/20 Written word by James Edward Lee Sr 2020...

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SO SO SOUL GOOD TO ME He’s been, His soul spirit has been good, good to me He’s been so, so, soul is good to me My God, today, Jesus has been He’s been so, so soul good to me He’s so good to me that I don’t know have I ever made it...

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Another Christmas day is finally here The very thought fills me with such fear I have to try and control my old Aunty Mable Once she hits the gin she gets very unstable Uncle Arthur rushes in and opens the sherry then sups half the bottle and gets really merry He begins to sing carols at the top of his voice I...

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~So - So The Clown ~ ( Unmetered Quatrain) So - So the Clown He's a very happy fellow He never wears a frown But he doesn't like to milk a cow. He likes to play upside-down, With his very cute puppy, chowchow, And in every event, he gets a crown, And he doesn't know why...

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~ So -so The Clown~ (Triel) So-so the clown He couldn't just step down He laughed, sang songs which sounded all wrong Then, oh no! his pants did fall, suspenders not strong. Pants went down Folks just laughed, some did frown So-so the clown ran, slid on his skate, folks amazed when So-so flew and fell on...

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I count the hours, and I count the days. Oh how much I miss you, to pass the time I even count the ways. I miss your voice, I miss your touch. I miss your soft hair, And I miss the face, That I love so much. How to describe it, There is no way. I walk all around, In a permanent daze. I...

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S haping humanity O ut of themselves C onflicting I ndividuals E go T ime after time Y et no one blames us just society, which we all are...

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In a field vaguely lit by summer moon, of dark blue pierced with light, her sweet madness nearly drove him to his. Beautiful as freshly fallen winter snow, lit by starlight and sorrow, he sings to her to assuage his own pain. His songs are of summer evenings, dark flowers, worlds they'd journeyed, the things he had seen. His murmured ballad brings tears to...

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