Two Way Poems - Poems about Two Way

I'm torn between two distant worlds ~ one steeped in wickedness and sin, the other pure and righteous; my mind drifts like oil on water. Alluring is the glory of heaven, promised if I remain pure and holy, yet enticing is the frivolity hidden in jollity they call "sin." My mind imagines the afterlife the Bible depicts, yet I savour worldly pleasures my flesh...

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The October moon winked in the cover of midnight darkness and I saw love in her eyes —love she’s been doing her best to hide all this while — not minding the stroke of midnight when hearts pound loudest among those who keep vigil for love....

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The Two-Cent Daffodil My Nana Pat, with a careful hand and eye, Would've loved this stamp, a piece of sky. Two daffodils, sun-kissed and so bright, Held in a square of soft, creamy light. I can picture her now, with her albums open wide, A small world of paper and ink by her side. With tweezers so gentle, she'd settle each one, A...

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I remember the first question I never had the courage to speak. I feared I would not receive an answer, and feared even more if I did. words were born from hunger, not from dreams. I had no dreams, only roads walked by others, and I clung to the edge of their shadows, like a child forbidden to ask where is the mother. Wisdom is a...

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When they become a toxin in your mind when they steal, lie and threaten your life even if their blood it's time to cut ALL ties. Your heart was not meant to be used as a spittoon your mind was not meant to be used as a trampoline for their a flimsy-half assed sobriety. Walk away, cut them loose...

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COPING HEALING SUFFERING MY ILLNESSES HAD BEGUN TO TAKE THEIR TOLLS TRYING TIMES MY BEAUTIFUL HUSBAND AND I VOLUNTEERING FAITHFULLY WITH OUR VETERANS FAMILY ATTENDING OUR PTSD GROUPS MOVE PROGRAM HEALTHY EATING WITH OUR VETERANS I SIMPLY ADORED THANK GOD WE HAD A LITTLE LOFT OUTSIDE MEMORIAL CLOSE TO USF AND ALL OUR APPOINTMENTS WHEN...

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the unmanifest and the manifest as energy withheld and then released descent in duality then a test that the demons we nurtured be appeased the unmanifest is beyond space-time as such it cannot be known to our mind but in staid silence synced with bliss beat’s chime one with the all we’re then divine entwined though immersed within but not of the...

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What's true for you even if it is insanity may not be the same for me as we each have our own reality 'There's two sides to every coin' some are said to say 'But what about the edge, when one is on display, showing tails and the obverse?' as a numismatist I insist even a mirror reflects the reverse yet when confronted with a conundrum maybe...

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Twigs and dried leaves talk timeless tales cuddling together. Parrot pandemonium camouflage under fading flowers I've witnessed seasonal cycles. Is the deep calling me? ...

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Summer is a time of wanderlust and fun with long days and warm nights A season to enjoy the outdoors as we cultivate our many gardens of life The days are now getting shorter as nature slowly starts to rest into slumber Hummingbirds take their last sip of nectar before their fall departure Leaves start to transform from...

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less sun, more moon as night time grows seasons change as all things must where did time go? Heaven knows the stars give signs, much to tell us be still, as nature all around us flows ...

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Warm summer days fly by so fast, cool weather’s lurking in the wings. School holidays they never last, warm summer days fly by so fast Dead foliage will soon whizz past - “Those Autumn Leaves” my grandma sings! Warm summer days fly by so fast, cool weather’s lurking in the wings. ...

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Half past summer, two months till fall Leaves are still green, sun shining bold Flowers still bloom, and birds still call Half past summer, two months till fall Visions of Fall, dressed in her shawl Her breath swirls the leaves, turns them gold Half past summer, two months till fall Leaves are still...

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They quickly pass, the waning days more brief, like love once shied beneath a garish moon, expose the truths betrayed by Autumn's thief. Infatuation always ends too soon ~ still tethered to the oak, a hopeful leaf... for Andrea's "Half Past Summer" Contest...

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Checked by www.howmanysyllables.com>syllable_counter **************************************************************** Half Past Summer, Two Months Till Fall ...

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