Unclutter Poems - Poems about Unclutter

...beer bloat morning after football Sunday am I, or the bar the consumer I don't know I had a good time shot some pool cracked some jokes flirted with girls not half my age so vain so poin......

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...In the morning, innocent lamb left the farm Behind his master, moved to the meadow A treacherous chapman loomed him In his purity, he listened to chap’s distorted words As sweet as honey, they l......

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...Buried in a great big trunk are things that some might call junk Sweet cards from old friends and beaus, decades-old knick-knacks and prose. “Unclutter your life,” some say. “Throw what you do......

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...Silence Silence is the calming after our storm. It consumes us with fragility of peace. Within silence we look inward for our truth. It beckons us not to speak when troubled. Silence gives us ......

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...FLOODED CLOSET flooded closet, got your attention? washer; and dryer sent to the dungeon, well the garage. not our fault. phone call received in ninety-three, wouldn’t insure us — the flood......

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...Stop in your tracks Take a deep breath Stop and relax Close your eyes Exhale a slow deep breath In your mind’s eye It’s early dawn It’s quiet and serene around you Look far out at th......

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...I love to walk where folk seldom tread, Where I can find freedom, unclutter my head. Where the only sounds are birds on the wing, Such fine company, so sweetly they sing. My favourite pla......

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...I opened the door and let the flood roll in all I said was how are you a plain simple answer would have sufficed but no- here it was the whole truckload of ungodly manure dumped at my feet p......

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...Looking outward. She’s had a hard life, yet can still laugh and smile, making it look effortless and genuine. Looking bubbly and youthful, glowing from happiness like she knows no other way to li......

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...in hindsight how trivial it seems workaholic’s constant judging the need to be in control striving for lofty standards of overpriced perfection the wasted opportunities to bond with family an......

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...Breathe; deep breaths, fill your lungs with air, and feel the tension slip away. When reality seems unfair, call time out; you don't wish to play. Sever your tether to reason; and drif......

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... Bus on Wednesdays Calligraphy Chant Clean the house Create music Dancing Draw Exercise Explore a new end of town Finish a project Go for a picnic Google Learn Listen to music ......

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...Fill me with loving strength cleanse me with understanding, let me see with your eyes and feel the love of your soul Tell me how I can gain your wisdom for living a better-purposed life, give......

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... He speaks with measured dignity, one silent word at a time His palmetto pen tells us: Tune out the cosmic background noise, and focus your mind on the sound of the silent voice You mo......

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... So you try to convince me… ….you tell me to make some space To move at His pace To slow down To unclutter To unwind To be less busy And reprioritize But I have a plan I’m a man......

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