Usually Poems - Poems about Usually

Scrape away, at a life. You just weren’t given any real instructions – so, you scrape like a carpenter at grey washed walls, wanting to peel off old paint – old memories, in your head you scrap away the talk back – that little squirrel inside the trunk of your head it scrapes. You scrape and scream, you scrape and feel the muscle of...

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I’m Usually Just Okay Miracle Man 3/7/2024 Sometimes a friend, will ask how I’m doing. My response is usually, I’m good or okay. When an in depth answer, they’re pursuing. They repeat the question, in a more subtle way. Oft times one can sense, that things aren’t right. My mannerisms leave clues, that cause them concern. Sometimes encouragement, can’t make things alright. So for better times I pray, and better days to...

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She’s usually smiling, usually inspiring, usually delighting – in the moment, the quiet, the light of a spirit who brings her fulfillment. ~ quote by author Usually, she gives – generously With joy, offering her gifts Her kindness, her acceptance The wonder of a tender word Pretty songs of hope, shadowed By love that she usually knows Will forever abide inside...

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We are usually not aware Of those things that cause despair As long as they aren't shares of spoils No one toils and moils Like the menaces against our local farmers We are not aware The lives reported dead at the Toll Gate We are not aware The cause of the floods that ravage our communities We are not aware Just like milk that spoil...

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"Is this the gate of Heaven?" asked Mary. "Silly" said Anne, it's only the gate of the park." As they walked down the glade Mary enquired: "Who lives in the trees over there? Look. they're waving at us." "It's nobody," said Anne, "just the shades dancing over the grass under the trees." "Let's climb the mound," said Mary. "Yes, let's" said Anne. "Does this...

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When we don’t a lunatic fetter, Sanity does not look quite better; When A Sluggard is The Pace Setter, Things begin to happen much later: An Aquarian Chosen Go-getter, A lot tend to be rather wetter; Everyone A Well-Trained Sharp Shooter Exchange of Gunfire The Redder; One deciding to be A Looter Many Shaky Accounts The Redder … I’ve told you what usually...

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Rarely I unfold my heart being vain is state of art locked for love can be tart...

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Usually, in primary school infections Carried by air mass, as a rule. But more infections result of actions, In a sexually mature school!...

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When smarmy folks I KNOW dislike me come to me with phony stuff and nonsense they spread on so thick, their hugs I surely will rebuff. I-love-you hugs from sincere people— bring ‘em on! Can’t get enough. I’m-sorry hugs from those who mean them never leave me in a huff. I-GET-you hugs of understanding build me up and bless my soul. I’ve-missed-you hugs from friends...

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Many Men Usually Unstable Many men usually are always unstable; And to do are surely willing and able; Had heard them yelp, Need women to help; Saw this on the news served by cable Jim Horn 5,525. Now am 30 away from my major number....

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Usually, I'm afraid of the night. The night is dark and full of menaces, Only the fridge in it is so bright And full of lovely many things....

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If you are reaching too high you shouldn't have to ask "why?" If you are reaching too low There are things, you may never know If you are reaching too quickly I am afraid, you might end up being sorry If you are reaching too slow Somehow, I think you might never grow If you are reaching too fast Whatever it may be, it...

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I guess it's time for me to say to all America. We are in debt and it is time to cut spending. This does not mean it is time to argue how. What it means is We Need to decide what percentage we cut. Almost 2% is ridiculous and yet you argue over it incessantly.. Let me simplify your problem...

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"The razor usually lies there", He said, pointing to the jagged line Making its way down his wrist "The pressure does it It takes control of the blade And I can't stop it" "You could if you wanted to", I said "I don't want to" The lines made no certain design They were just colored in red "Don't tell anyone. I couldn't live" That's supposed...

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