Turning Poems - Poems about Turning

Guess I'm soul searching she's on my mind with a heart that is hurting must have been blind I wander these streets where we walked together but places we'd meet are now stranger than ever I think of those days gone by and can't help but wonder why I'm tossing and turning time on my hands with a heart that is burning...

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Isn't it transparent how the water always looks the same - life is wet! Still, the tap (US faucet) gets stuck at times tight, stiff, trapped a spanner (US wrench) may be required for the loosening But once it flows again it flows again, until the return of the indifferent drought Some days a mere trickle - barely enough to keep a body alive - other times,...

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Autumn gold turned grey, We all do, including you, Soul lights fade away.......

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I have a lot on my mind lately and no one to talk to I have a ton of reasons why I’m tired of life but I was taught to keep your head up I can only control what I can control Everything else I’m learning to let it go God works in mysterious ways and he always...

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Quiet weep This inspiring song strongly reinforces our global beliefs, originating from the depths of Africa. The chorus has gained considerable popularity online. While some may argue that it is more radical than spiritual, I respectfully disagree. It resonates deeply with those who hold these beliefs “No turning back” comes with a lot of meaning, behind this...

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Palindrome Poem...Reverse Verse about our Perverse Universe (flip gravity.. what goes down must then come up - sorry..read down then back up) "In this place we all call home Monstrously Machiavellian Doesn’t have to be Islands of strangers Ominously Orwellian Tribal totems & talismans tome Demagogic Or Pedagogic logic Instead could still see Rangers free from dangers roam Embraces spaces for all races & faces Riffs not tiffs...

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An unexceptional turning point in our marriage... unexpectedly came about, when possible prospect of the wife going to Puerto Rico by herself (for a fêted celebration of our eldest daughter and her significant other, which occurred years ago courtesy justice of the peace) attended by family and friends across the webbed wide word found me positing how I would feel staying back at the apartment alone for a couple...

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Trailing, doubts arise, Then a spark, the tide will turn, New lead takes the court. ©bfa042425 ...

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Gold per ounce the weight of the trophy Sake denounced the intent of The Songbird Might love pronounce me in announcement Closer than my goals to achievement Inspiration inspire to such elevations To make envy those who opposed me Inspiration quiet my foes Into shame Might they stand in such Awe of me Inspiration make my way Clear, unopposed I might Sooth my way clear Might I stand to thank thee Inspiration make me Worship thee The...

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Turning with the Days Form: Tail Rhyme (AABCCB) Gate 1 of “The Living Voice: The Moon Phases” I. The crescent wanes, then waxes wide, As shadows stretch across the tide. The stars begin their hush. The morning dreams still cling to skin, While silence hums its sound within. The trees in stillness blush. II. I turn as does the sky above, In rhythm with the pulse I...

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Bloody shores of fear and ice, seldom seen To be the stringent strangler borne of leaden blight The barred bastard, whore of the night Seen so the lowly leers led to fear the fall of life Stitch of mind, sown to soiled sickly ails Hie thee, and hail, to the tale of mind, in Bloodily bodied names, satin faced for the...

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l remember days of silver turning into lakes of snow ice crystals touch, from stars above me Winters shimmers, did grow and grow. l walked the gentle flowing rivers when the trees stretched arms to me l dream't your kiss , my softest wishes as falling from the sky , to me. There were snowflakes wings on powdered waters but grey skies...

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As I Turn Gray As I turn gray, the music fades, Melodies lost in the echo of days. Consciousness swarms me, a ceaseless tide, Drowning in thoughts I cannot hide. The colors blur, once vivid, now pale, Chained by shame—too weak to prevail. Neither to move, nor to flee, Trapped in time, a ghost of me. Yesterday lingers, tomorrow looms, Regret and doubt fill hollowed...

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i hold three magic rocks in my hand rolling them over and over and over their edges whisper secrets soft and grand pulling me under like a silver river the world i know dissolves in mist each turn a door, each touch a key the winds hum low, the stars persist in songs of fate and mystery shadows stretch and shimmer bright golden echoes...

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Turning the maxim familiarity breeds contempt on it's head... not just in time for Valentine's Day but the remaining days of our lives as the world turns on all our children the young and restless now grown to womanhood After being married for nearly three and a half score years, (our eldest daughter, will celebrate her twenty ninth birthday December 22, 2025, hence you dear reader do...

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