Turtles Poems - Poems about Turtles

TURTLES OF LIBERTY In the race of life, let us be as the turtle; rather than as the hare:- Let self assurance and motivated focus pace our journeying… Our self wisdom and paced determination mirrors destiny… The distance is long; Let patience be a virtue– Resilience shelled:- Life’s race may be slow; Liberty always coming– It has its season:- Life’s nature has us; Ancestors’ footprints molded– Persistence fueling:- Being of oneness, Turtling along...

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When traffic is flowing at eighty, that pedal had better get weighty. And in case you don’t know it's unsafe to go slow, so get in the right lane there, matey!...

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turtles come up to my yard all the time not sure why or even if it is hundreds of turtles or the same turtle hundreds of times I have no lake or lagoon I live in a meadow surrounded by woods we are bordered on the south by a creek a marsh lies to our east are they traveling to or traveling from? I will...

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rise of sun bring turtles to rocks platform capturing sunlight...

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rise of sun bring turtles to rocks platform capturing sunlight...

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Tsunami Clinging to a tree my might is numb Teeth chattering, soaked in seaweed I succumb to the shores of doom, the tides violent surge Adrift and marooned all owed to a sudden urge After the party I woke up on a tropical island Wild rainforest and coconut groves, tailor made in Thailand The Turtle Island, underwaters heaven We were seven, gone...

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triplet turtles on a floating log did their best to not fall into the bog would they drowned if they did? Did they need a rescue? I watched one fall in, so now there are two. Twin turtles on a floating log they are being eyed by Everglade’s oldest wild hog Do I need to save them or are they having...

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Her house was decorated in sea turtles. They were crawling on the walls, lying around in rugs, decorating tea towels, draperies and pillows. I guess you like sea turtles I said. Not really. But they are everywhere. I know, she said. All this stuff was my mother’s. I inherited it all. And you don’t like them? Not really. I had no more words to say....

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HATCHED BABY TURTLES AND LOVE I recall my return to the sea where the salt air mixes with beer very well and waves roll forcefully to the shore washing across boulders that form barriers The ensuing forceful power of the storm approaches and turtles just hatched from their eggshells instinctively scurry in a hurry seeking the safety of the water hungry seagulls with...

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Happy birthday! Screamed the shrill little mouse. Shh!!! Warned the raccoon coming up to the house. It’s supposed to be a surprise, added a frog named Louse. Of course the turtle heard them ; his name was Crouse. Come in! Come in! Welcome he said, showing them his table. He had been tipped off by his snoopy cousin, Old Mable. She...

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“Turtles” The stolen child woke up one day before a mirror the window reflecting another world, a faded memory turtles - on the beach that day a game they played questions, answers, slow and steady wins the race it’s in the DNA seen through the mirror the other world, a game they played the devil's in the details, they say one day, the stolen child woke up she found release through what the mirror had...

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I knew you— When your hands cradled endless dreams Not plastic boxes with silver screens When your only bio was scribbled in crayons Beneath drawings of skies pink or blue Rain turtles and fire breathing dragons I knew you When you answered my query How was your day With simple answers minus gender declarations Proclamations of straight or gay And never a mention of mating orientation I...

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Turtles and iguanas do not eat meat. Beef and chicken to them is not tasty or sweet. They go for bugs and tiny plants that are green. If you do not believe me, here is my cousin, Big Dean. Big Dean is an expert. He is married to a turtle gal. Broccoli, plants, lettuce and flies satisfy his wife, Miss...

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baby turtles hatched from sandy cradles, crawling... to moon mirrored seas 8/16/22 syllables counted on the PS syllable counter...

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Life is having the grand picture That the jigsaw pieces compose. This is what makes it an adventure: Setting out for where one knows. As the pieces fall into place The player's satisfaction grows. So does his joy, confidence and grace, And it follows him wherever he goes! Finding God is the jigsaw puzzle: The maker of a man within nine months, Who brings us...

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