Sunday Poems - Poems about Sunday

... Nervous I sat, waiting to be called. I wasn’t sure what it was he said, but it meant a lot to me. Then I realized, he was not talking to me. <>...Read the rest...

...No one’s exactly sure how this buffalo in the 1960s Found its way to live in the heart of the city How it separated from a sky stampede How the great beast dropped its guard and refused to riot W......Read the rest...

...I had lunch with Randy, between classes today. It was a perfect day. The sky was an infinite, capri blue, the wind was stirring the environment, clouds were wispy and on high - in the fast lane where......Read the rest...

... I know what, But I don't know when. I know where, But I don't know when. I know how, But I don't know when I know who But I don't know when. I even know why, But I don't know when. Love i......Read the rest...

... Come on guys I really need to go. My inside are about to blow, This line is way too long, No time to sing a song. I am filled with messy cargo.......Read the rest...

..."One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love." Sophocles, Greek Poet How is the tender word love felt and seen, words have many meaning......Read the rest...

..."The beauty you see in me --is a reflection of you" :-) I want you to cut out a paper heart, of any hue Doesn't matter if you're a kid, or went to NYU This experiment doesn't use marker......Read the rest...

...Book One: Ancestors of the Ark Dedication: To my husband, Harvey, and our daughter, Rosalie. Without your love and support, this would all still be a dream.? Chapter one: Welcome to the Vill......Read the rest...

...I love women who gracefully dance And sweetly sing; and women who Avidly read and who brilliantly think; I love women who love to love— And who despise to hate—and who Receive and give of th......Read the rest...

...Gerry leading the weekly walk* if only giraffe's could talk ' I could show you where to see me' & 'in which hide to be'......Read the rest...

... sun climbs big cloud hill ribbon rays ink silhouette vultures feast fresh meat......Read the rest...

...We Were Fighting By Franklin Price 04/28/2024 We were fighting with the Devil From last light to early morn The we is me and Jesus Against the Devil and his thorn The Devil wants me elsewh......Read the rest...

...Where goest thou soul? have you split again into your kaleidoscope frame in the body so vestigial contained what if there is not one Other but many that enter inside waiting to stake claim ......Read the rest...

... I love the end of the day, when the sun want to climb into bed. The moon will be rising soon, showing off it's big bright face. The white clouds, ......Read the rest...

...Throughout my whole life, I was taught a white Jesus Would be my savior. But Jesus was born In a land of a people Who have darker skin. How can I hate that which every Sunday morning I ......Read the rest...