Thoughtful Poems - Poems about Thoughtful

"It's all going to be okay" he would say, with no scent of doubt in his breath, even as its aroma reeked from mine, as I'd blurt out "how can you be so sure?" I never figured out what made my dad so positive in life, though I'm positively sure his life wasn't free from trial and the upsetting...

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He watches, observes and loves with all his heart Reservedly waiting to see reciprocation or active participation Thinking, offering ideas for all to embrace, Satisfaction to behold and a joy that floods his young face. Considering others in wake of their pain He goes the extra mile to ensure protection and such detailed accomplishment While allowing others to make their own...

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Whose heart skips among the silences Of spaces in between The wind's due diligence In gusts against the eaves? A soul in sovereign solitude Sifting through the pages For life's sweet beatitudes And lessons for the ages....

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A spine within a heart My heart aches within Something pushing and poking in Poking out Knowing out Trapped in Happiness is within trying to seep out Through the little cracks of grey, it seems Gold elixir fading away Into the grey clouds, we know today Pouring with pins and needles That just pins you and kneads you Intoa paste that washes away...

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Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson When sowing in a fallow field A bumper crop you'll hope to yield For many folks, do a good deed Think of others when planting seed Share your harvest and you will find Daily...

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Thoughtful but seldom happy ...

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CHANGE Change can be good or change can be bad It can be the best experience you ever had It can be in the way you think about it Try something new and try not to doubt it You could change your job or you could change your hair Just go ahead and do what you dare Change can be scary but...

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Being thoughtful is being aware, Recognizing the world beyond our stare. It's understanding, with empathy and care, That what we see might not always be fair. Being aware is being in sight, Perceiving the struggles, both dark and light. It's opening our hearts, removing the blight, And embracing differences, day and night. Being in sight is being...

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"my thoughts take me back to my sorrows- and I face each and let each go"...

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Love Poems Out for Chinese food. "A full wife is satisfied." Good fortune, cookie. Pulling warm sugar. Our love is like sweet taffy. It is worth the work. Your hand is in mine. We dine together tonight. Romance lights the stars. Too old for tender. Our bodies are frail from age. Gazing, we still bathe. From a distant view, you shadow the kitchen drapes, as I mow our lawn. Never did...

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Take the time to lend a helping Hand to those who would never ask, Out of shame or embarrassment. Under the guise of helping you Get rid of your surplus supplies; Help out, but let them keep their pride. Take into account people have Feelings; remember, be thoughtful. Under certain circumstances, Love should be inferred, not spoken....

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"YES! THERE ARE MANY SINGERS WITH GREAT VOICES... JUST THEIR MERE SOUND, ALONE, TELLS US THAT THEY CAN HOLD A NOTE AND CONFIDENTLY "CARRY A TUNE!" BUT... WHAT ABOUT A SINGER, WHOM WHEN THEY ENTER A ROOM, OPEN HIS* MOUTH TO TELL A STORY... IN A WAY THAT STAYS AND LINGERS LONG IN YOUR SOUL.. "LIKE A SIMMERING!" LADIES AND...

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THOUGHTFUL JAZZ Here I am, floating in a melodic mist As if notes descend just to be kissed Imagination’s gates are now wide open And waiting expectantly for inspiration A lone muted trumpet softly emerges Sensing hope and responding to urges It reminds me of those days back then As I hear the low swell of notes again When young, alone in a darkened...

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Sonnet Triples, Poet And Time's Thoughtful Musings (1.) The Sonnet And The Poetic Query Playing on the crescent hill, moonglow dances, And dying mouse took its usual chances; And wise owl sleeps off the night's happy meal Life shines with its usual little thrills. Eternal watchman, winds the chiming clock Sleep fled -comes every aching tick-tock As ocean waves eat up low...

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Three-hundred milligrams Approximately one-hundredth of a fluid ounce Three-hundred milligrams of water a day, I’d die Three-hundred milligrams of caffeine after three I find myself staying up all night Thinking of you. What else is there to think of? How something measured in milligrams Could have such an effect on my state Causing me to think in anagrams Like what my life would be...

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