Wilkinson Poems - Poems about Wilkinson

... A journalist asked, “what will happen, Mother Teresa, when you are no longer with us?” Her answer: “I believe that if God finds a person even more useless than me, He will do even greater thi......

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... Entered in Kai Michael Neumann contest, Psychedelic Contest Received a N/A - judged 12/04/2024 "Rejection is the sand in the oyster, the irritation that ultimately produces the pe......

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...Silence reigns supreme in my reich No don (except me) doth trumpet within the aborted barren reach of freedoms within expansive realm, I annexed courtesy manifest destiny, which peoples now in......

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...The Light Poem: by Shawn Wilkinson I’ve done the hard work. My chains are Freed I’m am relieved I’m a new person indeed. Free to make new choices Out of the rut of sin. I’m rich indeed I......

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...Anti-anxiety Poem Author: Shawn Wilkinson 2022 Are you feeling lonely and shattered? Have you lost the key to your heart? Trapped by the Darkness Suffering feeling of Isolation Imagine f......

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...My name is Robert Wilkinson, I work for the space agency, monitoring ongoing missions, ensuring everything runs smoothly. I know you have many questions, and I hope I can answer them well, bu......

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...Christopher Black: with his big back-pack. Liam Short; ironically he was. Aiden Craven: his names almost matched Simon Pal - and he was a pal! Stuart Grove; didn't know him much Matthew Huss; he......

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...Looking through barred window, Held there long ago. Distant time of honor, When king was king. Yet some were evil. My fairest one captive; So I mounted steed, Riding to her rescue. Dri......

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...Dedicated to the Oklahoma Sooners & Saint Barry Switzer ------------------------------------------------- Fifty years, boy & man, I’ve been a Sooner Fan; And, like others, I’ve wondered many t......

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...There … It was dark. England, set down, and stretched out for miles, and days without end Far afield her quondam spirit, But forever sprawling Beneath Discouraging clouds with unbroken tears......

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...What's it to be, with this wee plant, and me? What will we see, fruit flower, or tree? If it's fruit we want, and flowers to see, we'll surely need help, from a neighborly bee. Pruning a tre......

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...So many years, so long ago, Jesus beckoned us to go. To hear His message loud and clear, we'll hear it better through both ears. The thoughts He shares may bring us tears, although little reason fo......

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