Sound Out Poems - Poems about Sound Out

...21.12.2024 If we were friends again. All I wished was to have a chance, To sing our favourite songs, While watching you play your drum set, Along my piano, harmonica, and even guitar. There wer......

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...Ernest working, ethical man..David Bellamy!! not at all overstated And grand, a speech impediment, did not hold him back A lecturer at Durham, he taught many to track. The plants And blossoms; tha......

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...This is the tale of young Polkahontus. She lives in the forest; her aim is to taunt us. The squeezebox is ancient; it’s lacquered and red; she communes with the spirits and plays for the dead. ......

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...Huge fluffy clouds began to form over Sanibel Island as the salted gulf splashed against the rocks around the lighthouse coastal waters rose up as a calming coolness carried this gentle warm ......

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...If your best work is done at night, Which is now no longer your right With neighbors to to your right of you, With neighbors to the left of you, Neighbors on top of you Who don't want to hear a......

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...One Friday night, the stars are bright The moon shun early from its light Right on the hill, I paint my words To the tune of coarse vocal chords The wind blows cold as green leaves sway L......

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...He taunted me with hope When there was no hope for us. We were past, the past Gone from today and tomorrow, Boldy planted in the memories who haunted Me like summer haunts the autumn Or sunshin......

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...Oh to live in the pulse of the sun and feel blessed and smell the sweet scent of a flower's in-chide to inhale all the power of summer's attest and exhale it towards God's ambrosial tide ......

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...United By Rebecca Dominique Morris The worker bee is not just a sign Its a representation of our community which terrorism will not undermine  It's a symbol that stands strong  like our comm......

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...INTERVIEW WITH A DYING TREE- I stand erect I embrace we You cover me I am under you us Grounded together we two I am of you, we both stand in the wind Both sprightliness, ye......

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...The clip on my folder has finally cracked From all the paper that’s been stacked All the paper piling up on top My mind has unwaveringly become an emotional shop A pivotal moment of a significa......

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...Christmas spirit was neatly wrapped up Tied with a bow and put upon a shelf Encompassed was kindness, giving, goodwill and cheer Organized in a package held hostage this year Let Christmas......

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...*** COME POETRY *** Belle Poetry! Be kind! I am already exhausted From long passed hours Taking dictation from you — I am But human and sometimes fragile, While you often come divine. Sist......

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... when autumn’s last but long exhale left mists of winter in its trail her thoughts turned to the past to look at greenway and the paths she took where reading signs inside her skies she'd dream......

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...Kit Before I opened the carton, I’d chose the name Kit, Thinking of strong Wild West women. Our little girl, Gigi, ran to my bedside, barking Excitedly, “A present? Aaarrr-ooo! ......

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