Unreckoned Poems - Poems about Unreckoned

... It will be there in the morning It will be there at night Pull on your boxing gloves And swing with all your might You hit hard Though it’s never enough Be on your guard Things are about ......

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... It will be there in the morning It will be there at night Don your boxing gloves And swing with all your might You hit hard Though it’s never enough Be on your guard Things are about to g......

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...?This is it ?A bid goodbye ?A farewell into the fluffy far lands ?Where souls tango and trouble is amiss ? ?A melancholic release ?Of sweet eerie sounds ?Resonate in the heart of the clouds ?......

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...The places I’ve been all part of me now, roadmaps of intention tracking landscapes endowed The history I’ve written covers chapter and verse, of promises made and commitments diverse The ......

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...I wished you a Happy Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with merriment and laughter and now I wish you Happy December 26 the less well known…day after. (If you are from the United Kingdom or Canada…......

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...Nightly the familiar march, sunset suffused with dawn. Crushed the moments in between. Neither praised nor cursed but merely lost amid their myriad kin and dreadfully forgotten. Misplaced liv......

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...Last year I thought I’d start something new…a new custom…a new tradition… It never caught on but I’m bringing it back…this year…with a few revisions… My idea is to celebrate December 26th! like......

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...Where stood my love, my pretty My eyes my heart compelled To falter in self-pity Within its breathless shell It ached the way I needed To make my passion clear But flattery once pleaded Fell......

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...The heart above all things, most fragile, bears all things. So easily wounded when past scars beckon; Unhealed, unreckoned. Reminding me; of life’s journey past, awaiting to be healed,......

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...Sunday come, the old flame beckoned Three years and two Unities torched, broken, rewind unreckoned Violent tears burned and spoken Wedded bliss razed unwoken So this was written by my on......

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...It is so hard to let go of love, lovingly. It sharks, unpeels more gut more quickly than reel or reeler ever lost in all those years of lazy inches in and out: casting, winding in and playing out, ......

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