Tenth Poems - Poems about Tenth

The part of Holy Week in Spain where participants wear capirotes (pointed hoods) and robes is called the Nazarenes She spok e his name and he found it slanderous.Hearing her voice after what he had been told. It was polite to find humor in the words and find interesting knowledge from interpolations of his name but when she spoke...

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The Wind arranged and rearranged the sediment ...

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The Tenth month What is there to say about  about a perfect day, the first of October when the sun is infused with silver A few cumuli look like a bride's belt a sky that has pale blueness   bathed in the mystical haziness of dreams The limitless seeking understanding why oak leaves fall and grass takes on the color auburn and lemon hue  In supple...

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Green scissors that never cut a thing, seen always as outside of the box; Gene gave me this vivacious vision keen to lean towards unorthodox; Wrong side of the road is where I live, along with others who share my smile; Headstrong creatives we’re colorful; Lifelong punch of the tenth percentile....

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the orifice at fontanel widens breath by breath in as a blossoming of an unexpectant rose from a centreless fulcrum dew drops of soma appear trickling through conduits within organic form the power that propels life manifests as magnetism cajoling and compelling polarities to tango dance shape shifting sacred symbols immanent yet transcendent create a beauteous rhythm as sounds of enigmatic silence vibrant eternal presence resplendent...

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Twas' a mellowing twilight on the end of the day Where the whispers of dusk benignly sway when the weary traveler of orange bid adieu varnishing the sky with amber and blue As the shadows lengthen and daylight wanes Couldn't endure enough of what my eye gains The chaotic screams of the day departed at the dusk The halcyon prevails with its...

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Liken the fontanel as the tenth door, which soon after birth, slowly becomes closed, whence blinded from truth, we feel not our core, immersed in hypnotic trance self-imposed, floundering about through life indisposed. Freedom’s enabled when we pierce the crown, which occurs when our turbid thoughts calm down and heart purified, ego is decried, that love entwined, in stream of bliss we drown, in...

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Tenth door at fontanel receives in-pouring of God’s grace sublime, thwarted by ego that deceives, letting not soul heavenward climb. When heart’s tranquil and thoughts recede, tenth door at fontanel receives magnetism that bliss beats so lead, free from our mind that always grieves. Soul mindfully vibrations sieves, that when our fickle heart be pure, tenth door at fontanel receives grace imbibed by presence demure. Light is...

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How deep The Rio Hondo? Mopan, Sarstoon They flow... deep as gratitude Deep as our forefather's breath Fighting on to victory September Tenth, of Seventeen Ninety-Eight, Please remember. *...

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Andy Griffith found success when he starred in "The Andy Griffith Show". That Sitcom is still popular today and it was created over sixty years ago. It was one decade ago today when Andy Griffith took his final breath. Andy didn't have a funeral, he was buried immediately after his death. He starred in "Matlock" from 1986 to 1995. Andy...

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Let’s push mushroom man around today Mouse One said. Mice Two and Three went along with it. Being followers and wanting to be on the bully’s good side. The mushroom man protested and fought back. They struggled with him all morning but could not get him pushed. How long are your roots? Mouse One demanded. A tree on the other side...

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The tenth door Fontanel opens, as bliss beat shapens our energy field, by divine grace, healed. Nothing is concealed; space itself does yield, revealing soul's light, shining within bright. Heightened is delight, dancing day and night in boundless rapture, mind cannot capture. 08-May-2022...

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How many reindeer does Santa have stabled? Let's take the count, as in the fables. If you count eight then you are off, for that, I cannot but scoff. You might say nine but to no avail, That's if you include the red-nosed one in the tale. No, Santa has ten reindeer in all, If you don't believe me, just give their...

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The Tenth Muse Restless spirit of imagination sending daily inspirations No procrastination for her assignations; Sees every clue in her investigations – 20/20 education Tomatoes on freeway ramps variation – daisies in sidewalk perpetuation – Sunflowers in desert’s appreciation – no gardens – miracles of propagation; Sees her nine sisters in bright constellations – catches their light in appreciation; Earthbound muse for...

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Old hands at the pond know that the tenth duckling will not make it. It is the runt, half the size of the rest of the brood, feathers thin and slick, not fluffed, not downy. Its weak neck droops, it seems only to watch the water beneath it. Mother Mallard softly quacks, the rest of the water birds hustle to form a line...

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