Then Poems - Poems about Then

We were once small, unable to stand, —supported by hands that guided our land; We crawled, we fell, but we never gave in; We rose up again, and learned to begin. And with each step forward, we grew strong and grand. We spoke in baby talk, with words so unsure, But with time, our voices grew clear and pure; We learned to...

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"I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean." from the song "I Hope You Dance" by Lee Ann Womack When I first saw the ocean as a child, I was in awe of its waves, both mild and wild, crashing onto the shore as I waded through warm sand. Still, its massive presence renders me breathless decades...

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then ... I close my eyes to find the forsaken dancing like a gypsy in my skin but unreachable the prayer I breathe lost to time, like weep to rain yet ... it burgeons there - in the never-black that smile ... floating your face like a lily tender lashes above butterflies, waking the day a call to worship of the faultless bloom, white as lies tempting as a truth and...

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then: I swallowed escape in pastel capsules, my pockets jingled with regret. The nights pulsed— bass, sweat, strangers. Every weekend was a blackout baptism. Every Monday, a resurrection I didn’t ask for. now: I wake before the alarm. Feed cats who love me with a certainty I never questioned. My home doesn’t hum with danger— only kettle steam and quiet purring. then: I stole to feel full, thought hunger was my...

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The 60s brought changes to hair Today, they would make people stare Bouffant look was in Made puffy from thin And teasing- it was the big flare. I was one of those who partook In those days, it was the best look But when it was done I still had some fun In styling it by my...

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AND THEN HE WAS GONE OFF THE COAST OF KISH ISLAND IRANIAN INTELLIGENCE A ROUND ABOUT OF DETAILS MOSTLY THE STARTLING FIVE PHOTOS OF BOB LEVINSON HOLD UP NOTES WHILE WEARING ATTIRE FROM GITMO REACHING OUT PLEADING FOR HELP BUT WHERE WAS BOB NOTES READ YOU CAN'T OR YOU DON'T WANT QUESTION MARK HELP ME...

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2025.5.11 Happy Mothers' day. Happy Mothers' day to all Mothers in the world. It was painfully true to admit, Not many people received The luxury of the unconditional, Kindness, gentle but greatest love In their world from their mother. The life's materials, the science and technologies, Which constantly became available, Ready to replace most of the human's abilities, The intimacy contacts and direct communications. Instead of a home...

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Father, May your eyes be open and your ears attending to the prayers made in this place. Consecrate this home, so that your name will be known here forever. Please make it a house of prayer. A place of grace. A dwelling where your Spirit is pleased to rest upon. May the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ....

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Between now and then, a timeless longing is born, A place where the heart sings its straight lines, Neither today nor tomorrow, just a suspended moment, A secret bridge between life and death, unengaged. In the veil of silence, red quietness hides, A place where presence or absence is but a shadow, I wish to be swallowed by space, yet not...

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Thanks for another day Others curse their luck, stale breath Eventually our enemy becomes our brother Cancer checkup, another swinging dick who fears his death To not necessarily sacrifice each and every day for another day I’m going to go to my grave unsung like almost everyone Numerous number systems beyond the real Look one way, from another come the heart’s...

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A Collaboration with Duke Beaufort The youthful memories I have did grate Upon my innermost self and I'd cry For my depressed spirit which longed to die And halt life tainted with anger and hate Yet now in a manic marvelous state Akin to alcohol’s euphoric high My heart's core renewed, can soar to the sky How this came to be, I’ll try...

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The youthful memories I have did grate Upon my innermost self and I’d cry For my depressed spirit which longed to die And halt life tainted with anger and hate Yet now in a manic marvelous state Akin to alcohol’s euphoric high My heart’s core renewed can soar to the sky How this came to be I’ll try to relate I trapped thorny...

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The Chaos in my Heart Poetry Contest Sara Jama My heart has a lost ship at sea~ That found wind in its sail when I died N/A...

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What's man that heaven turned to hell in Eden's garden? It's a tale, as old as time before the flood, before Cain spilled Abel's blood. Subtler than murder, the neighbor grows rich against the miserably poor; with might, the sword then scorns the right, and we're caged away from the light. If light is hid, where goes compassion? If mercy's outmoded old-fashion, then...

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I'll bury the hope deep in my chest where I know it's safe I've been torn limb from limb many times before but this heart will always remain Soon we will sing again Soon we will be filled with joy Our voices will echo for miles ...

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