Trays Poems - Poems about Trays

...AFTER THE KARCHER FIRE LOUD SILENCE FBI AGENTS WERE GETTING CLOSER CIRO GARGANO WAS NERVOUS UNRAVELING THE CREW STORED THE CONTENTS OF THE TAILOR SHOP IN THE GARAGE AT LAKE COUNTY MUSIC COMPANY THE G......

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...In Gboko, where the dust motes dance and play, A town, a city, a people, some would say. What defines its spirit, a riddle, a quest, With a gait too familiar, putting all to the test. "Gboko!" ......

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...after 'Berck-Plage' by Sylvia Plath (1) A sheet of glass, this expanse of water. How its tranquillity mocks my unrest. Bloated beachballs and balloons travel the park and......

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...Trust in God, that's all I will say. Love on Him and trust Him everyday! Run to Him whenever things go wrong. At our Father's side is where we all belong. He should be the first thought on our mi......

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...My children this is dad, whenever you are sad, Talk to God, he will listen to you. Think of something to say, to Him everyday. At this age, that's what I try to do. I can say this is true, He kee......

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...5 large egg whites 250g caster sugar 380ml double cream 5 tbsp lemon curd 300g blackberries 2 tbsp pistachios, toasted & roughly chopped InstructionsPreheat the oven to 180 C/160 C fan. Line tw......

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...Pastor or Pope who can they be? Ordinary people with testimonies! They are no more better than you. Disobey God just like we do. In Isaiah 54:13 God say's "I'll Teach!" How he helped them should......

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... It only took a moment When I saw you from across the room, Standing there talking with the bride And groom. Though we had met some years ago at a gathering, Little did we know we would......

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...All decisions are made at a desk in another country. They pass through ‘in’ and ‘out’ trays, collecting signatures along the way. Then, one day, they become a concrete wall, where ......

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... On an as is where is basis, we fell— down the elevator shaft of the day, into the buzz of a fluorescent hum, the smell of reheated takeout in cracked Styrofoam trays. The descent began when t......

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... Mangoes, the first of the season, sit plump and shameless in trays, their smooth skin tempting a passing hand to reach down and touch them, one cut open sends the tongue into a spasm. ......

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...TRAIN TRAVEL I am on a superfast train Listening to the soothing refrain, Of the wheels on the railway track Clickety clack, clickety clack. Verdant vistas on either side, Soothing visions ......

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...TRAIN TRAVEL I am on a superfast train Listening to the soothing refrain, Of the wheels on the railway track Clickety clack, clickety clack. Verdant vistas on either side, Soothing visions ......

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...Our old fashioned kitchen ways, way before the modern malaise, those family favourite, radio days, Swinging Blue Jeans, Johnny Ray, Martha Reeves and Marvin Gaye, those sentimental songs they pl......

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...The food we pretend to eat. Served on trays, we pretend it’s a treat. Watered down pop. Bubbles that hurt and never stop. A place filled with our heartbeat. They take our vitals as we sit in a s......

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