Tag: Life
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Poem about The Sleeping Artist
The Sleeping Artist – Among artists, I am grand. Masterpiece on easel’s stand. I do portraits, ‘scapes of land. Create all with stroke of hand. – Painting best when it is late. Quiet time to concentrate. Never famous ‘tis my fate, Only paint in slumber’s state. – If I could create these things, Artwork, in…
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Poem about Protecting Ones Heart
Shielded Heart – Never knew you were in pain. You stand so tall, seem so vain. Couldn’t see protective shield. Thought selfish airs being wield. Afraid once more, you’ll get hurt. Dancing around, friends you skirt. – Never knew you once were teased Your heart, in vice, often squeezed. Pretended ‘til you believed, Heart was…
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Poem about Balance; Mind, Body, Heart
Heart is Heard – My mind is sharp, ready to fly, Has great ideas, by and by. Heart is heavy, weighed with anchor, Cracked, broken, confused with anger. Body, it quakes from burdens born, Can’t hear my mind, with heart so worn. – Mind is ready, can’t understand, Before got started, body waned. Confused heart’s…
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Poem about Going Fishing
Gone Fishing . Drop a line, let’s go fishing! Large bass is what I’m wishing. Not only quite good to eat, But the fight, it can’t be beat! . Get up early, crack of dawn. Grab our gear, let out a yawn. Motor off to fishing spot. Coffee thermos, nice and hot. . Cast our…
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Poem about a care free day
Chillin’ Today’s a day for chillin’. No hup, two, three, four drillin’. Read, relax, go for a walk. Do as I please, Blow with the breeze. Soar through the day like a Hawk. . – June Nash
June Nash 