Poems About Gratitude Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about gratitude seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
LillyRosa
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 10:33pm
23rd Apr 2024 10:33pm
Your Love
Never knew what I was worth
Until you came into my life
And your kind eyes shone on me
Telling me that I'm enough
Just the way I am
You make me feel like I belong
When the night gets dark and I'm alone
Come to me and wash me
With your unending love for me
Cause your warmth brings me life
Your touch releases butterflies
Nothing in the world compares to you
So will you love me until the end of time?
Until you came into my life
And your kind eyes shone on me
Telling me that I'm enough
Just the way I am
You make me feel like I belong
When the night gets dark and I'm alone
Come to me and wash me
With your unending love for me
Cause your warmth brings me life
Your touch releases butterflies
Nothing in the world compares to you
So will you love me until the end of time?
#gratitude
#ILoveYou
#love #romantic
#love #romantic
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oskar
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 5:48pm
23rd Apr 2024 5:48pm
rural sunday
Rural Sunday
I sat on a milk ramp by a road
that has not suffered the indignity
to be covered in a black trickle
Sunday!
the sky was eternally blue
I could
standing up, see the sea
the water was azure as well
is azure deeper blue than the sky
or is it a word used by poets in
the hope he will sound romantic?
Fed up sitting there, but I sat
wanted to see a drifting cloud
the immaculate sky
a tall ship crosses the ocean for a while
balance on the horizon
sailing upside down
till it sank under the weight...
I sat on a milk ramp by a road
that has not suffered the indignity
to be covered in a black trickle
Sunday!
the sky was eternally blue
I could
standing up, see the sea
the water was azure as well
is azure deeper blue than the sky
or is it a word used by poets in
the hope he will sound romantic?
Fed up sitting there, but I sat
wanted to see a drifting cloud
the immaculate sky
a tall ship crosses the ocean for a while
balance on the horizon
sailing upside down
till it sank under the weight...
#admiration
#courage
#forgiveness #gratitude
#forgiveness #gratitude
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
20th Apr 2024 1:34pm
20th Apr 2024 1:34pm
dropzone overshot
20 of 30
when she turned 70
mom announced she wanted to skydive for her 80th
to get the full impact of that declaration
you need to know my mother
bravest she'd ever been was defying her parents
marrying my father
(come to think of it...that's no small feat...)
2 strokes & a pandemic later
she's no longer as steady on her feet
she tires more easily
only 3 birthdays yet to go until that slated date
...it isn't looking likely
I wish I had the courage to go
...in her place
make the jump in...
when she turned 70
mom announced she wanted to skydive for her 80th
to get the full impact of that declaration
you need to know my mother
bravest she'd ever been was defying her parents
marrying my father
(come to think of it...that's no small feat...)
2 strokes & a pandemic later
she's no longer as steady on her feet
she tires more easily
only 3 birthdays yet to go until that slated date
...it isn't looking likely
I wish I had the courage to go
...in her place
make the jump in...
#gratitude
#love
#mother #NaPoWriMo2024
#mother #NaPoWriMo2024
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oskar
Poem Published
20th Apr 2024 11:30am
20th Apr 2024 11:30am
bumblebee
The Bumblebee
He grew up in a poor household, thought
sofa-beds were the norm, but his mother
an eager reader had many books that were
given and sometimes stolen, often from
those who thought books were decorations
beside a blue vase of flowers.
like many from, poor families, his mother was
A communist, at the time, the only party who
defended the working class.
This was the case until the labor party with
money (possibly dollars) and relentless
propaganda ended the communists' power
When his schooling ended after...
He grew up in a poor household, thought
sofa-beds were the norm, but his mother
an eager reader had many books that were
given and sometimes stolen, often from
those who thought books were decorations
beside a blue vase of flowers.
like many from, poor families, his mother was
A communist, at the time, the only party who
defended the working class.
This was the case until the labor party with
money (possibly dollars) and relentless
propaganda ended the communists' power
When his schooling ended after...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude
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TheOralizer
Poem Published
19th Apr 2024 5:29pm
19th Apr 2024 5:29pm
IT IS STILL WAITING
PATIENCE
is a challenging
virtue.
Its practice is
related to
persons, things,
events, time, and
experience.
YOUR
prize is waiting
for YOU to
explore, examine,
and imagine how it
will be when
you posses it
and enjoy it to he
fullest
THE
"All-In-One-Gym"
will be a great enhancer
for your health.
We can use it TOGETHER!!
is a challenging
virtue.
Its practice is
related to
persons, things,
events, time, and
experience.
YOUR
prize is waiting
for YOU to
explore, examine,
and imagine how it
will be when
you posses it
and enjoy it to he
fullest
THE
"All-In-One-Gym"
will be a great enhancer
for your health.
We can use it TOGETHER!!
#emotions
#gratitude
#inspirational
#motivational
#strength
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nightbirdblue
enbyblue
enbyblue
Poem Published
19th Apr 2024 4:46pm
19th Apr 2024 4:46pm
Luna’s Allure
awoke from a dream
with divine gratitude
for Gaia’s
sentient gifts
stepping out onto
the dewy grass,
see it there
in the field:
fog flowing upward
from the pond,
billowing under
gleaming
moon beams
reaching out
for the stars;
luminous
in the early hours
of dawn’s awakening
levitating toward
a deep indigo sky,
curling
in suspension…
intrigued;
the brume dances
for Luna
in the twilight
with divine gratitude
for Gaia’s
sentient gifts
stepping out onto
the dewy grass,
see it there
in the field:
fog flowing upward
from the pond,
billowing under
gleaming
moon beams
reaching out
for the stars;
luminous
in the early hours
of dawn’s awakening
levitating toward
a deep indigo sky,
curling
in suspension…
intrigued;
the brume dances
for Luna
in the twilight
#admiration
#gratitude
#moon
#NaPoWriMo2024
#nature
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TheOralizer
Poem Published
19th Apr 2024 4:43pm
19th Apr 2024 4:43pm
EXPECTANCY GROWS
I nightly sleep with you
and you are not here;
my arms are filled with
new precious memories.
of you and your sweetness.
My eyes are staring at you
but you are far away;
my lips gently touch yours
but it is only a dream.
The moon shines in my eyes
the night winds whisper in my ears
the blessing of loving you
makes every wish stronger.
I awaken with sighs knowing
you aren't here
and my expectancy grows.
Oh how wonderful is this expectancy.
and you are not here;
my arms are filled with
new precious memories.
of you and your sweetness.
My eyes are staring at you
but you are far away;
my lips gently touch yours
but it is only a dream.
The moon shines in my eyes
the night winds whisper in my ears
the blessing of loving you
makes every wish stronger.
I awaken with sighs knowing
you aren't here
and my expectancy grows.
Oh how wonderful is this expectancy.
#gratitude
#happiness
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
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16 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
19th Apr 2024 11:17am
19th Apr 2024 11:17am
mystery ship
The Mystery ship
I have read about things like people from March
with dinner-plate eyes and long, thin bodies
If these people are among us, why aren't normal
like Elon Musk, he is smart and will be as well
for a small investment in his business
can give us
riches and free electricity.
Sometimes, when the now and the past collide
we can, in a few seconds, see people that are
no longer among us, we can also call these dreams
as for ghosts, no, they don't exist, but they are great
evil has happened, we might sense a residue of
a...
I have read about things like people from March
with dinner-plate eyes and long, thin bodies
If these people are among us, why aren't normal
like Elon Musk, he is smart and will be as well
for a small investment in his business
can give us
riches and free electricity.
Sometimes, when the now and the past collide
we can, in a few seconds, see people that are
no longer among us, we can also call these dreams
as for ghosts, no, they don't exist, but they are great
evil has happened, we might sense a residue of
a...
#admiration
#courage
#gratitude
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moony_
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 10:20pm
17th Apr 2024 10:20pm
Quiet And Loud
I don’t quite know myself yet
I don’t think anyone ever knows the full extent
Of their true being
No matter how long they have been on
This earth
But what I do know
Is that I am happy
And proud
I can be wholly and undeniably me
I’m so grateful for everything.
I don’t think anyone ever knows the full extent
Of their true being
No matter how long they have been on
This earth
But what I do know
Is that I am happy
And proud
I can be wholly and undeniably me
I’m so grateful for everything.
#gratitude
#myself
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oskar
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 6:23pm
17th Apr 2024 6:23pm
the forest man
The forest man
He had bought a cabin in the woods near a lake
he planned to go there after his divorce
with no demand on his time, life would be simpler
first of all, he needed a dog, the one he had
was a poodle, his ex-wife could take the mooch
he needed a strong dog that could feed itself
catching rabbits in the glen
The cabin only had one room, a big room he could
make a kitchen in a corner, for the he needed
a hand pump and dig a Hole for a cisterna.
bedroom and living room together was ok, he had
a sofa bed but needed...
He had bought a cabin in the woods near a lake
he planned to go there after his divorce
with no demand on his time, life would be simpler
first of all, he needed a dog, the one he had
was a poodle, his ex-wife could take the mooch
he needed a strong dog that could feed itself
catching rabbits in the glen
The cabin only had one room, a big room he could
make a kitchen in a corner, for the he needed
a hand pump and dig a Hole for a cisterna.
bedroom and living room together was ok, he had
a sofa bed but needed...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude
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oskar
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 8:26am
15th Apr 2024 8:26am
YouTube and Chris Hodge
YouTube and Chis Hodge
It came as a surprise to me that Chris Hodge
has been banned on YouTube, a man of knowledge
worth listening to
He is an honest intellectual; as such, it is hard
not to be critical of the Jewish negative influence
in the world we inhabit
Of course, I see on Facebook that I have become
skeptical of, the wiseman Chomsky often appears
his criticism of Israel doesn't plow a deep furrow
The Iranian attack on Israel was a warning
as they couldn't let the Israelis bomb their
embassy go unnoticed.
I...
It came as a surprise to me that Chris Hodge
has been banned on YouTube, a man of knowledge
worth listening to
He is an honest intellectual; as such, it is hard
not to be critical of the Jewish negative influence
in the world we inhabit
Of course, I see on Facebook that I have become
skeptical of, the wiseman Chomsky often appears
his criticism of Israel doesn't plow a deep furrow
The Iranian attack on Israel was a warning
as they couldn't let the Israelis bomb their
embassy go unnoticed.
I...
#hope
#courage
#gratitude
#admiration
#emotions
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 5:36am
14th Apr 2024 5:36am
Alive So Many Times
People kill themselves over financial loss
I chose to work harder
People kill themselves over lost love
I got over it
People with complicated brain chemistry have a high suicide rate
I haven't succumbed
People kill themselves over maddening injustices
I wrote more poetry
Close to one million people
die by suicide every year
That could have been me
so many times over
It could have been so many of us
But we're still here
Grateful
More...
I chose to work harder
People kill themselves over lost love
I got over it
People with complicated brain chemistry have a high suicide rate
I haven't succumbed
People kill themselves over maddening injustices
I wrote more poetry
Close to one million people
die by suicide every year
That could have been me
so many times over
It could have been so many of us
But we're still here
Grateful
More...
#strength
#suicide
#gratitude
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