Soaked Poems - Poems about Soaked

Her soil, soaked in blood, sought to stymie fertile seeds; but justice stilled bloomed:- ...

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Love’s rainy season, Has left me wet and soaking— Buoyed in God’s grace:- ...

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Today's rain is more of a doom, But why not just spare my own room? You just poured in without a shame So, who will then take this your blame? Tho', where I live is a jungle, My life needs not be this bungled, Because this flood was just a lot, This is not just based on my thought. Its' anger was unleashed...

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I sit under my crape myrtle tree in full bloom of white feeling the cool breeze from the rain a couple of miles away I've no particular thoughts about being a miner of so I'll let my thoughts wander and watch the clouds rush by heading Northwest to an unknown destination while Bluejays play tag in the limbs and Igrets dig for food in...

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In the secret places Of my heart, Little breaths erase the whispers, Lingering like softest inspirations, Listening to my beating, rhythmic Echoes, freedoms Moments just like dewlike dreams, Falling softly on the edges Of shadows, Where there live silhouettes Confiding in the mysteries, Reasons bound up in affection, Passions and recollections, Inviting the sweetness of a soul, Who hopes, who believes, who knows… It has always been, will...

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An epiphany dawned on us today, refining further our void-centric view, to anoint love on all forms every day, that soul’s innate vibrancy may renew, with love always claiming the right of way, aura glistening like fresh morning dew. Love soaked vermilion, in joy we implant on all who we meet, to straighten soul’s slant....

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Soaked in Grace By Mark D. Stucky When partaking of communion, “intinction” is the practice of dipping the bit of bread into a common cup. The bottom of the bread becomes soaked in wine, and the bread and wine, entwined, without separation, are consumed together as one. We’re usually unaware, but God’s grace surrounds us. No separation exists between us and grace. God soaks our lives in grace and asks us...

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I still remember my first visit to the Coastal town I thought I was prepared for what I'll see But it's been even more this can't be planned It was great I came first hand cause being told cuts out the sweetness I remember walking by old town streets How the streets were filled with the locals All going about...

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The Knight was knit on a knockout night.  A batch of bare bears within blissful sight.  Right rowed rode on rigorous royal insight.  Whither or wither, writ warned of a worn write.      Douse the drip and dowse to drum up dew.  Alas allowed the altar rite to alter aloud knew. Wax warmer upon waves of aqua blue.  Caught in the caudle...

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sun-soaked sunflowers flourish, fresh-faced and freckled with seeds. On stilt-stems, their flourishing legs, and on tippy-toes, like toddlers, do reach for the stove-hot sun. Cherubs with innocent countenance, happy in their home. 9/29/2022...

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Strawberry soaked wishes, whipped cream; Lovestruck faces share a sweet bite, those sticky fingers taste just right; Under the soft moonlight they beam, caught inside love's fanciful scheme; Puckered lips shining in the night, strawberry soaked; Wistful desire rushes bloodstreams bleeding through saucer eyes so bright; In the wildness of this campsite sugary romance dips the scene; Strawberry soaked....

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Hurrying up to meet the day Like the working fellows In a busy Wednesday Trying to forget the tears of the midnight Pains of the previous dry Aches of the face that screams help Emotions confused to the brim Climax fear and total depression While the coverings of parents fail Yet 25 to start all alone How do I begin! Soaked in worries Smiling at colleagues...

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You think that she’d have learned by now, to hide it But no, and those around her must abide it Sometimes, we'd like to knock her off her fanny ‘Cause...

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It rained Before I could believe Drops soaked me so I forgot the smell of earth! Life, you are burdened! With this unearthly pain and fear So much so I forgot, almost forgot The smell of rain soaked earth! Give me a bit of sunshine a bit more rain drops! Oh! GOD...

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Crossing the lifted edge of night I soak sunburst sky with delight at daybreak. I’ll take long journey belated through wasteland gloom, so I waited for daytime. Go miles before dusk depressive, while sun shines, for I’m obsessive daytripper. On ripples of reverie’s wake I’ll sail in joy, won’t let time break my daydream. Before I sink in night’s dark stream, my journey will end in the...

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