Tell Tale Signs Poems - Poems about Tell Tale Signs

...Overrun by stuffed subdued teddy bears... of diverse and sundry sizes engaged in woebegone wild rumpus as a last hoorah for diversity, equity and inclusion, whose somber bowed heads (hide t......

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...Mom, I see your hands shaking, the tell-tale signs, Not eating, not showering, lost in the TV’s confines, Drinking all day long, consumed by the bottle’s sway, It breaks my heart to see alcohol co......

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...Inspiring, crescendo ... the ascension, of myth and legend as Yaguara, or "Death in one leap" the sleek frame, Jaguar as if it's from another dimension. Leopards bit spotty, but Jaguars take a r......

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...The empty swing swings gently in the gentle breeze that wafts across the empty playground park. The dust in the foot-pans beneath the swings lifts up in the breeze, swirls and curls in a s......

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...I wish I could immerse myself in the pages of history, time, and deep reflection...letting go of everything I think I know and give myself another chance to clarify my perceptions and belie......

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...Tell tale signs linger in the void, of unvoiced emotions destroyed, yet embraced by the universe, thereby shaping destiny’s verse, replaying as our life’s refrain, until mindful eye ......

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...MENOPAUSE MOMENT It comes on uninvited and it does not make you excited Heart flutters ensue To an almighty hue Of crimson red Lighting up your face and head Next comes the ......

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...“CPR is only done to dead people,” or, at least, I was taught that in an oddly-lit conference room at a local EMS center. The instructor would’ve had to have used me as a real exampl......

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...A shadow runs across a meadow a hawk above me on a cloudless day. A high prescience for a moment overhanging a far heaven. It is not stooping or diving, not reaching or snatching, it is not ......

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...either look or see what you will become and be sure you will agree We are definitely the product of our environment. Maybe that is why DC is so miserable. will sew what they breed so shou......

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...From birth to middle age Tell tale signs sending us into a rage Not knowing what to expect Slowly approaching wondering what comes next Hot flushes to mood swings I wish someone would have tol......

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...SITTING HERE ON WOODEN PIER Sitting here on wooden pier, Watching waves roll in Sea-weed on the drift to shore, The tide is on the turn, A pelican floating by; Searching, Searching, Fore......

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...I pricked my ears to follow the sound, As did my son and our puppy hound, delight of violin in full tune, Played to setting sun and rising moon! Winter evening was well underway, Christmas car......

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...POEM " PUMPKIN LANE" by martin gedge Night below in dark shadow the moon in all it's bloom with winds of gust to gather us to ride the witches broom all dressed in nines and tell tale signs ......

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...MM Menopause Moment It comes on uninvited And it doesn't make you excited Heart flutters ensue To an almighty hue Of crimson red Lighting up your face and head Next comes the tsunami ......

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