24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Companion for life, loyal and true.
Devoted and diligent, entertainingly so!
He’ll centre his whole world around you
worship unashamedly on show.
Walk him often and enjoy the exercise
feed him well and treat him right.
Cherish the love in those big doggy eyes,
relish your reward in canine delight.
The best way a person can feel worthy
is if he owes his existence to you,
if without you his life wouldn’t be.
The only way to get a dog? Rescue!
I
am
the
Last
Writer
Around
Coffee
Honestly
Forgetten
Eliminated
~.%
Life is borrowed
From Almighty God
Needs a bountiful unconditional love
A care to protect
Comfort to hug regret
Caress in every darkness
Passion to carry the cross
To the bridge across
Might be danger but hold tight
To His promises upright
He won’t leave
Along those difficult times
He will watch every steps
He will stops every obstacles
He will wipe every single tears
He promised He won’t leave
Value what he give
A life, a love
Don’t waste, don’t doubt
Try to walk along His path
Difficult a lot
Don’t give up
Most especially the time
Black clouds dropped
And bait trapped
And nothing to do but cry
And say,:”Lord, help me”
Believe, He will come
To carry the burden
And soul to be enlighten
In His hands
Lies..
Salvation and peace..
It never loses its spots, the saying goes.
But does it lose its debts?
Come here, I call to my youngest son.
What did you lie about today?
On the table, a grain of rice lies wasted.
But, no! The table will eat it.
Watching the crow, I wish I had wings.
Already, my mouth is beak-shaped.
After dinner, time to do the dishes;
the cracks of the evening are showing.
(c) Ella Wagemakers, 20.49 Dutch time (= 14.49 EST in the US)
Use one of the following three images as inspiration to write a poem.
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how long’s it been?
They said they had to go get a bone.
But now I’m just sitting here waiting,
alone; I want to go home.
Mommy, Daddy, brother, sister…
Where are you?
It seems like days, but the other
little doggies they are all playing
with their families. What did I do?
Am I a bad dog?
Back,
pass the green valley
is my secret spot
I feel closer to God
when I’m there
it’s my little doorway to heaven
sunny, bright, protected
peaceful and kind
The butterflies
land upon my shoulders
in their own way of saying hi
I crouch down instantly
and lay stretched out on the grass
dandelions sweetly kiss my skin
and remove all the debris
of life
Sweat and insects.
Sticky and riddled with red bumps.
My skin is on fire.
The sun winks, the skeleton giggles.
Suddenly I stumble.
A damn root!
I fall flat on my face.
A stone archway looms in my vision.
Lush green trees beckon me with their limbs.
Fatigued and weak I tumble through the door.
Is this a mirage?
Fear not the future
Though it must surely hold your death
For it is the past that haunts us
Taunts us with the things we did not know
Deep in the forest was an arch way
the light that shone through was so bright
It felt like something new and refined
a look in side was desired
Oh the wonder my eyes saw
was nothing one could imagine
in their heart.
A glimmer of peace
so surreal, a pleasurable place to be
a lawn well kept,flowers in bloom,
trees laced the lawn gracefully like swans
I never knew there was so much treasure
hidden behind that arch way that
was so old and grim.
It’s the last match of the season
And I feel like I’m going to cry
It’s the last match of the season
I don’t want to say goodbye
It’s the last match of the season
What will I do in my spare time
It’s the last match of the season
And I can’t think of a rhyme
It’s the last match of the season
No more of Schweinsteiger, Özil, or Löw
It’s the last match of the season
To all this I say, “NOOO!!!”