Wonder Poems - Poems about Wonder

Wishes Hot air of the mouth Desires Baseless notions riddled with doubt I wait for you I watch for you Brave in life, coward in love Send me a sign Beacon of life from Above And so is Below Where feelings fester and grow Beneath the surface of something intangible Beneath the truth is forbidden fruit Beneath my smile is longing for you Beneath my joy are desires...

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Mirror, mirror on the wall, tell me the truth, tell me all. The passing of youth, and of dreams young. Reverence for the truth, songs of the heart, freely sung. I see the happy days of innocence, the fond memories of childhood. The unquestioned acceptance of all things pure, all things good. Mirror, mirror on...

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Do they ever sit and wonder How the clocks weep as they spin How centuries vanish in a flash While children pay for ancestral sin? They fight for names carved into dust For borders drawn in brittle trust For myths and maps that time outlives Yet take from those who have no more to give. Land! Identity! But what is pride if it costs...

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I wonder if Pops will lie out in his trademark bell-bottoms—faded denim flares that split the air like his cool, bending time, making room for his strut as if the horizon would yield to his next step. He sported them tightly creased—dividing time into his own image and fashioning it into a tailored jacket. Double-breasted pinstripe...

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Stallone, as Rocky, stood tall, His punches, they answered the call. With a grunt and a sway, He'd knock foes away, "This 'bout' is a wall-to-wall brawl!" ©bfa031925 ...

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Now, when we were small, we were totally sure the stars wouldn’t move as we scanned the great sky, and we knew enough, with no need to know more. Did we ever question, or think to ask why? We lay on our backs and could feel the earth move, so why should we need to know why the sky’s...

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Pristine displays of petals glory peaked!!! Quintessence virtues of radiance emerge when crystalline enchantments unfold. Guileless. flawlessness flowers give us serenity blossoms to freshly fluff earth. ...

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We make our way through life We wonder what lies just ahead The Lord God looks out for us Jesus is our daily bread His love is shared abundantly He cares for each and every one His goal is to bring us to His side With God the war is already won Would you come to the alter of the Lord? Sing His praises...

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Iridescent against sand and stone Lies and battle cries California fields sundered and sterile Networks of new wars Hungry feed the gas lamps and hollow Walls and eyes Eye circles of influencers and titans in free fall Self-defining nano gods rush to the cistern, dry as bone Breathe deep pregnant age Show us now our modern home May 24,...

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Anne* Frank's earthly life, coldly cut short, yet, in our hearts and minds, she always lives, as, it seems, her spirit no one could thwart, nor the humanity her message gives. Sorry if I misrepresent the words that emerged from her brave and precious pen. I note it was not her who spoke of herds, and...

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No kitchen home run Over done Hardness baked Teeth couldn’t bite Those biscuits certainly weren’t light Totally wonder plight They were made to throw Oh know Unfamiliar with ingredient Those biscuits should be on the baseball field For real Biscuits playball ...

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Will I stop writing poetry when my hands begin to tremble and when my hair has fallen out? When I'm short of breath, my eyesight feeble and my legs are weak? When I lose my hearing, my yearning for passion and my craving for adventure? What about when I become forgetful and cannot find the words? What if I'm ill and fall into an...

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the High Honor "boulé de tout fort" or "le coq d'une fort" ...

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Playing with words is like playing with Play-Doh for the first time, mixing colors messing with structures, feeling it's designs between your fingers. All five of them. And then delicately stroking its surface with the others, learning to comprehend the difference between smooth and rough, and that the difference between them defines beauty. It's like wiping the floor clean with its sticky skin, and...

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Inviting, like the first breath of spring, energizing as the summer rain – brisk like the winds of an autumn dream, reviving as the sigh of a winter’s first snow… laughing amid the shadows of starlight stories, reflecting the gentle in a subtle warmth the beauty, the grace, the details in this song where summertime fades – beneath the autumn’s soft smile. Inspiring, like...

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