These Days Poems - Poems about These Days

building castles of smoke reaching for sky hangs heavy tears of stars in the quiet spaces the echo is forever in these days of dust the sun bleeds into rust long shades that stretch in ghosts of twilight hangs heavy the air in shrouds woven of forgotten names my breath is fragile only shadows remain and walk this earth as watercolors in the rain a canvas...

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the sun bleeds gold long shadows stretch a fragile shade, smoke hungry is the maw of wind in morning dew, memories spin suns burn away all a clock whispers secrets marching inevitably to dawn glimpses into the abyss from dust, we are told we are born bold a testament to resilience a reminder even in death there is rebirth...

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Where shadows lengthen, fade The clock whispers secrets Each grain is life lived, lost A fleeting shadow A haunting of frost Hourglass empires Sands slip away A slow, silent dance At the close of the day As the dust untold, well Etched brave and bold In branches of ancient trees In the twilight's embrace Where memories dwell ...

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I'm sick and tired of the so-called muses, especially the one who always chooses to make it clear that I don't work hard enough, yet, when I ask for a little help with my stuff, she's always the first one who flatly refuses. My muse yelled, "Stop! That's prohibited." I said, "What?" "The behavior you just exhibited." I said, "What did I...

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I vow to silence the whispers of my heart No longer will emotions drive my pen. I'll write from reason, all there at the start Let words flow furiously like an angry stream. Should I write a heartbreaking poem They’ll read in joy, marvel at my art As though, it lay bear, my heart, on the slaughter Others...

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Yesterday you lost someone you love But sometimes that love becomes a positive That loss can bring back some of your old friends And it can start a new long-lasting friendship It just might come in your life when you need them the most You know deep down, you have so much love in your heart And you also know God...

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A job defines bits of our life Though it often causes us strife We’ll find a new fit If we choose to quit And not slit our wrists with a knife...

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Tim Horton, Tim Janis Kofi Annan, In a scaffold that knots a shoeless You are mincing me on a cutting board, these days In pounds per pounding heart , with knives and bleesed hone You were a father's lump and a mother's grace And slowly in your ladder you learned to term these as art Not those in Those...

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Survived a six-week vacation in downtown Gary, Indiana Bucket lists these days have gone bananas ...

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“One of these days I'm gonna fly” When time stands still, His love saves me “gonna see a million faces” Blessed by the One who made me free Don’t let go of the hand He gives, “One of these days I'm gonna fly” “One of these days I'm gonna ride” Someday, I’ll know the when and why. “I’m gonna walk the streets of...

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So, thinking these days About all the times I prayed Thanks be to God Things worked out and I’m only somewhat odd This place has filled my lungs With the freshest air Nothing quite like living up here We say the words, “Thanks be to Him” And I’m ready to begin To write the best I can To not be bland To think the words into being Can’t...

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These days I was thinking today About yesterday The days when we Stood together So young at that time Laughter so fine We gather now occasionally Older and wisen And still there is laughter These twilight years When I still know you By your laughter. © Paul Warren Poetry...

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~ TPI ~ Abner got divorced before he married His new wife Mae found that kind of scary But she knelt at the altar Though her courage did falter "Bet 'my BIG man' is really a faerie" 'TPI?' ~ Why, that's ...

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Shocking, those stockings, suspenders and all. In old days, told to pull yourself up by your bootstraps. These days, old man, you just don’t want to fall. And truly you’ve had your share of mishaps…so Go forth, adventure, into the old age zone Put on your thick glasses and disposables. And for goodness sake, don’t go it alone. It is not yet...

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Times change to the present day. No woman would dare knock on doors in districts that are unknown, for rapists are ever-present to satiate their selfish lusts. Gossip is called chatting, with persons completely unknown inside a virtual world called the internet, while children are advised never to divulge their names Today I have put on locks galore on our stout front door, I see to...

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