Splash Out Poems - Poems about Splash Out

... There is nothing quite like rain in summer Summer season looks As young and beautiful as Spring. Petrichor wafts in the breeze. Flowers are bl......

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...My Story My Desires My Prayer My Soul delight to speak is to walk this journey with laughter! When the Storm of life is raging! We have a rock that is higher than us Even the flames of fiery dart......

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...A Smile I take pride on that one Slowly, slowly when who won Dance on face for a moment Fade away like a truant Shine out when I over flow Run on cheeks like a rainbow Splash out as a ra......

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...creativity is my life’s song words, cartoons and paintings splash out of my fingers smearing those who do not duck i write because I cannot not write writing, painting, cartooning, keep me sane......

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...Each piece of greenery falls to mildew. On wood, a harsh fungus echoes sinew. Agony squirmed and sloughed in my body Then, all tumble, I grieve and feel guilty. Glare from sunli......

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...The tears of women, men and children’s death. It’s small and cozy pews, there’s no one left — The church near water’s edge sighs Spirit’s breath. Up comes the dawn, of heaven secureth. The resu......

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... Cautiously, thoughtfully, mind in high gear, Building up courage to overcome fear, The fear of the unknown, of something that’s new, My mind no more fogged up, my eyes now seeing clear ......

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...the country road we walked dark captive in dusk's low light, arms and hands held closely warm your hair was copper in growing night, as if shy actors missing cue constellations splash out in t......

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...Five ducklings feeding The back of the camper bus proudly sported the family seven yellow stickers ducks five little ducklings in a line feeding on life presented to the world growth susten......

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...Cold water lapping Quiet barking and a quick Splash out near the bay Songbird in brisk rain Perched under a broken branch Nest in tree hollow Floating atop it Our paddles swept through th......

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...you can’t rebuild all the bridges burnt no matter how hard you try sure you can walk into the ocean the deepest of seas with a little plastic bucket (the kind a young child might use to make a sand ......

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...this nucleus of sweet christian craziness sought after from 1096 onwards with 60,000 strong leading the kill-everyone-in-its-path-if-they-don’t-worship-the-same-character-of-fiction-that-we-do c......

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...Come live with me, and be my mistress! No old-fashioned “man and wife”! We’ll share the things you have in common … Who wants to live the single life? Come live with me, and do my washing. Coo......

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