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Tag Archives: poetry
Poetry Day: Religion
(I’m totally sure the comments will be fine. Yup. Nothing controversial about this poem at all.) The evolution of faith Uniting people Bringing hope To the many fallen Inspiring the artists Since the dawn of time Built on tenants Of … Continue reading
Poetry Day: Raising a Glass
(Salute . . . I can’t figure out how to do the apostrophe over the ‘u’, so I hope people read the word correctly.) We raise a glass to all our friends Of the past and present To those … Continue reading
Poetry Day: Puddle Jumping
(When did jumping in puddle stop being fun? I used to love doing it even if my socks got wet. Then, I became an adult and accidentally stepping into a puddle can ruin my day until I get home. Is … Continue reading
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Tagged childhood, fun, growing up, innocence, poems, poet, poetry, puddle jumping, puddles, splashing, wet socks
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Poetry Day: Psycho-Grannie
(Actually saw this event play out in Florida.) She has lived her life Wish you could say the same She stares upon the road With half a working eye Moving from lane to lane Without a pattern to be found … Continue reading
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Tagged author, automobiles, bad driving, bad eyesight, cars, driving, poems, poet, poetry, writing
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Poetry Day: Prophet of the Rainbow Unicorns
(A fun poem involving unicorns?) He stands upon his wooden crate An island within a human sea A scrawny form in mottled hair Wearing rags of every color Only few give him a sideways glance As they trudge along … Continue reading
Poetry Day: Predators Around
(This is a fun one. What kind of predator do you think I mean?) The monsters are out in force Growing hungry by the minute Searching for the weak and young To fill their putrid guts The monsters’ courage … Continue reading
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Tagged author, evil, greed, poems, poetry, predators, selfishness, writing
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Poetry Day: Pixelated Memory
(Long ago, I had the time and energy to play a bunch of video games. Probably wasn’t the biggest gamer, but I enjoyed the hobby. Now, I barely play unless my son is here, so all I have are the … Continue reading
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Tagged author, fantasy, fiction, growing up, memories, poems, poet, poetry, time, video games, writing
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Poetry Day: Pitter Patter
(A happy poem? Guess I have a few in the folder.) Tiny feet on the run Rushing down the hall Mingled with a cackle Birthed of baby glee As he runs unattended Awake before the guards Who stir behind their … Continue reading
Poetry Day: Parting Ways
(A poem about parting ways with people. It can be sad, but also have some hope. Depends on how you look at it.) Life is filled with meetings That we always hear Yet it has its share of leavings Which … Continue reading
Poetry Day: Papercut
(A poem about getting a papercut. It is almost like getting slashed by a rusty sword, isn’t it?) Little gash on my finger. How much longer will you linger? Thriving where my pointer bends. How can I ever make … Continue reading