Unruly Poems - Poems about Unruly

I sing my thoughts a lullaby And beg them to be still Unruly children full of play They go against my will Another game of hide and seek Each one appears by turn Through hours of this endless night Like candles, my thoughts burn I sing my thoughts a lullaby In hopes that they will sleep Alas, when one is drifting off The other makes a...

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Everyone wonder, No one tending the store, Long silence restore....

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I saw a lad at the movie He thought himself rather groovy Laughing during sadness, Growling during gladness I thought he was rather goofy. Then, halfway through the picture show Everyone turned sour on him, though He didn't seem to mind, The crowd became unkind And the usher said he must go. written August 23, 2021...

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James chapter three and verse eight this scripture pulls us up right hard our tongue is described what is true what can be done to help our guard In Adam, we have inherited His sin original sin as theologians call it so we've no control over our tongue depravity proves we're spiritually unfit The tongue is full of evil desires as satan draws us...

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Evilness has not reared his head in my world. I know nothing of it, really, and do not pretend to. The devilish ways of mischievous mites and sprites Makes me happy. I love their keen confidence. Give me an unruly child, with lots of energy. I understand them, I love their enthusiasm. I tap into their imagination; I thrive on...

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towering weeds the unkempt garden ~ admitting defeat posted on July 31, 2018...

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unruly stubbornness invades common sense in times of weakness during periods of mind wondering mind wondering episodes lead back around to you must remind myself to cut this kind of thinking of at the pass before it has a chance to spread throughout the mind once again difficult at time in which the emotional guards have...

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"An Unruly Member" Written: by Tom Wright 1998 From man's tongue Flows both Honey of the Hive And the sting of Bee's; Many go about Telling half truth's, tickling ears, And casting stones; The tongue, Is not the problem per se, But a symptom of the problem; Using self diagnosis, Many make attempts to Bandage (Or control) the tongue, Oblivious to the fact That the real need Is a transplant; (Change of...

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That's not my elephant! as you can plainly see My ethnic elephant eats spaghetti with such glee This silly pachyderm won't eat one single bite Says its written in the elephant's bill of rights. She wants to hang our with the second graders I really think those darn kids must have paid her My friend Ella gave her a sweet kiss...

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From man's tongue flows both honey of the hive and the sting of bees. Many go about telling half truths, tickling ears, and casting stones. The tongue, is not the problem per se, but a symptom of the problem. Using self diagnosis, many make attempts to Band-Aid (or control) the tongue, oblivious to the fact that the real need is a transplant. (change of heart)...

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