Weeded Poems - Poems about Weeded

...“If you give me rice, I’ll eat today; if you teach me how to grow rice, I’ll eat every day.” - Quote by Mahatma Gandhi ------------------------------------------------ sprouted, sowed, dressed, tr......

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... God, I come to you in quiet meditation seeking divine growth ~~ May I step with centered senses As I climb my negative fences: All my vision seeing far and near, Bright in......

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... Line of inquiry: “feeling not thinking, soul with love linking ~ we attained God consciousness unblinking” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I’ve talked to my flowers I’ve watered, wee......

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...A serpentine row of pillars of stone Winding through farms, woods and much weeded track Like suture marks upon earth's bordered skin, And white-washed, each proclaiming its number in black. ......

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...God asked me is that really what you want? A man that truly doesn't care about your heart? Who will take advantage of your kindness and only think about himself? While you would put his heart abo......

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...WORDPLAY Scores of work to read and think deeply Stores of enthusiasm can reduce steeply Snores are heard and can attract curses Snorts from a few less tolerant nurses Sports offer very differ......

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...I walked beneath the ribcage of a giant whale; Encapsulated in the briney entrails of an empty long-dead being. Its grimace echoed in these halls of boned wall, Of which calcite chambers temper;......

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...BELOW AND ABOVE THE SEAS SURF FACE Gone are the fishers pulling Lugs; the Gull its gizzard rusty hooked; and barbed, limit its shelled Limpet supply as blown sand creeps; smart gulls dunk and d......

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...Unlikely Mike by Michael R. Burch I married someone else’s fantasy; she admired me despite my mutilations. I loved her for her heart’s sake, and for mine. I hid my face and changed its conno......

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...noise of thought having receded base instincts too have been weeded all that cascades within is bliss we know now God is all there is our mind and heart, to Him ceded......

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...Dear J I’m sorry this is the world you live in, walking the streets judged by both sides. I know you’re called a milky way- not fitting in to the black or white divide. But if you could choose......

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...Got caught in a shimmering, glimmering summer haze Gone through anxiety and hallucinations — hate this phase Don’t discard me when I’m trekking this road This road of God’s abode…I admire and abid......

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...I suppose the are the “good ole days” The days where one has more time than money Cashed on for lounging and sun nibbled skin youth, a precarious thing all that experience have the fleeting not......

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...His participation won't be needed But he has this fact not heeded: To their church his father's lands ceded And church-building time had them weeded. It is in real mystery shrouded; When the i......

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...Young man, just try a glass of sangria, Now, we all can see you are angrier. Audience is not a ‘a must’ for Town Criers; Their job can now be discharged by flyers... One cries too long and one ......

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