Substitutes Poems - Poems about Substitutes

...You are the pounding thunder in my chest, Like a drum corps, with every word you speak. And when I see your smile, there is true rest And when my eyes meet yours, my knees grow weak. There is a......

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...Woke up and read David Kavanagh's entry to this contest. Then couldn't stop thinking of two line quotes and keep thinking of another every few minutes... I should actually have 1 more hour of sleep ......

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...I thought to bring you a rose...but roses, short lived dry, and fall petally away -- I thought to bring you a manufactured heart: made of chocolate or silk but substitutes for you have al......

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...If you’re older and somehow not dying, Yet live with dementia or worse, Prepare to be hit with some lying Before your last ride in a hearse. This strategy’s gaining approval As nursing homes s......

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... Cacoethes as infatuation visited me mostly in my youth. Those deep yearnings fed my soul with the lyrics of melancholy love songs that revolved on my record player’s turntable as I, in my call......

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... Whether whiskey or water What should it matter The point is we oughta be toasting each other Though the East is a Beast and the West is unblessed … May we this year ......

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...Forget complicated spells, That require obscure ingredients, That have no safe substitutes, When a pair of helping hands, That can magically halve the workload, That can massage away the meanes......

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...In the labyrinth of our existence, where echoes of voices clash, We are but wanderers, lost in a cacophony of senseless chatter, Radio waves and television screens, spreading the spirit of noise, ......

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... Our playgrounds have faded swings stilled, sandboxes unfilled Where are the shovels and pails ~ replaced by profits and sales ......

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...There’s no substitute for life. I find myself, seduced by yearnings. I’m flourishing here, contemplating sin. I’ve nothing to do when I’ve nothing but time. I’m reusing solitudes - th......

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...I got Giddy Ma's cookbook to find a user-friendly recipe Because I was inclined to make a deep-dish apple pie Pastry baking is not my bailiwick, so I ask for immunity I want to be honest; there's ......

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...Gone are days of eyeball contact When we used to meet in person A warm embrace and a handshake Laughter and light conversation Now our sanity is at stake Inundated with messages Good mornings......

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...I Psalm 119 is a Sabbath praise song (Judaism). It is so for me, too, though I'm a Christ - follower, saved by Jesus Christ. This Psalm or song, about a thousand years in use before Jesus walked ......

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...RECOGNITIONS simple  memoranda of an appreciation of  the  acknowledged single mindedness so evident in self conscious  realizations & detailed exressions of  understanding eye......

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...The holiday’s at sunset So the afternoon before Is time for eating food We won’t be eating anymore. No bread or beer or pasta - Not a bagel for a week! I’ve been doing this since childhood, ......

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