Watery Poems - Poems about Watery

Water dripping from the faucet I wish to tap in to it and flow Like red river from indigo soul Writing something that grows Like a seed esteemed and springing In each reader who is a believer And even those who are deceivers A word so good one salivates A poem so inspiring it breaks chains Chains of doubt Chains of caste Chains of...

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clouds on lake drifting in the rose forever days silver glide, geese sun in puff clouds swimming until the soaking downpour red blooms cried for joy...

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If life were an ocean, My loved ones would be the waves That appear before me and leave. If life were a river, My loved ones would be the lake, And even though we separate, We’ll always be connected to each other. If life were simply water, My loved ones would be the land, In which we will always meet again and again....

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Eutectic water ice with a time-extending elixir, Casting a trivial covering of aqueous freezing. In the puncture spirits of an exquisite spritzer, The Esophagus of a beat glass, sublimating. Casting a trivial covering of aqueous freezing, Wadded ash fills slander odious minds' breath. The Esophagus of a beat glass, sublimating, Vast flows of roses were built by the breadth. Wadded ash...

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The language of the watery water I have been made to understand In his arms I find solace His compound is my place of rest Each time my can can no longer can Each day my spirit, soul and body can longer cope Each moment my womanhood is shown the activities of hell With open arms, I am always...

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Coral reefs Moisten sweet peace Release those the salty Out in the open seas, on the ponds, lakes, rivers be waves of motions The moon allows and tremblers A wave says high rocking by sights of moisten drifts Out in the open seas, rocks the water waving breeze Gravity contains us Roll on streams of moving waters roll! 8/20/2021 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©...

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SHAPE OF MIND : WATERY Water existing in three natural forms ...

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autumn fast faded watery eyes winter came efface all brown hues...

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Roaring waterfalls, Musical sounds for a nap, She succumbs to sleep. Wednesday 30, December....

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Flippers up Flippers down Wave those flippers All around Swish your tail From side to side Create a wake A water slide Take a plunge Dive down deep Your body propelled As up you leap Hey, Sea Lion Clap your hands When you perform You grandstand* *To grandstand means to 'ham it up'...

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babbling brooks babble green algae proliferate... fry explore their world 05,22,2019 Writing Challenge 3, May 2019, Nature Haiku Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Dear Heart...

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Look high to the hills to see peaks of icy water laden tops Water is flowing downwards into winding streams The permeation of ponds, lakes, rivers and the mighty seas Thus a supply-chain like feed supplying all watery needs The Sun's fierce heat induces water evaporation A dark daunting nimbostratus starts hovering A mystical misty moist cloud of condensation that produces many...

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I saw you grin, oh Fossegrim, when by your waterfall... I was entranced, oh Fossegrim and that's not only all. You taught me tunes, oh Fossegrim, on your watery violin! Teach me more, oh Fossegrim, and I will pay you well. I need to play as good as you, and not play an awful din. I want to play as you do play upon your ...

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One time a stickleback Asked a tadpole what’s the craic He replied there’s nothin’ doing It’s just the water I was viewing So he slurped a glass of gin And let the stickleback begin To swim upside down in loops Until his eyes began to droop I’m becoming very dizzy Feels like the Mississippi The stickleback then stopped The tadpole’s eyes had nearly popped The stickleback said...

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The sound of cars off in the distance reminded me of how fast this journey we are on can be; the water flowing beside me told another tale of the calm, relaxing time of days now gone... open prairie overlooked by bright blue sky, wild grain waving to and fro, calming silence that could only be broken by the sound of thundering herds, or the raging storms...

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