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My Days Are NumberedA Poem by John W. BowersTime is a dangerous predator ready to devour any and all life. We cannot escape it and have to accept it. Some try to flee from it while others welcom.. |
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Sparrow and CrowA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellTime: What wrinkles the skin, wrinkles the soul. |
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Three MonthsA Poem by KenzieA poem written about time. |
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TimeA Story by The_Ancient_RockFrom 1 to 60. |
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ThinkingA Poem by PaletaI go into each single day thinking My dreams continue shrinking My memories continue blinking While my feelings continue sinking I go around in .. |
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My ImperfectionA Poem by Anne MartinThis is my Poem-A-Day for National Poetry Month (17 April 2023). #143 in my Hot Tub series. |
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When Sands No Longer WhisperA Poem by Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn d..Philosophical thoughts on the passing of time and growing older ... |
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OhthereA Poem by Robert Ronnow“There’s nothing you wish for that won’t be yours if you stay alive.” --BeowulfWinter has arrived and the wind cuts throught.. |
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TO SOMEONEA Poem by JENNYTimes when we have capability but lacks opportunity. |
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Move AheadA Poem by TaewetaTime meansto befly.Just like a windA day willpass.Just like a dayA week willpass.just like a weekTime meansto befly.Just like a windA month willpass.J.. |
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Dream The WindA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellShe shuffles through the sands of time. |
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Every Life Is But A Sand Sifting HourglassA Poem by Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn d..Every Life Is But A Sand Sifting Hourglass Written By Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham Copyright © 2023 Marvin Thomas Cox DBA:.. |
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Of ancient timesA Poem by ~Sarah~ Idríel The..The moon is so bright and the wind is on the right! So... I call to the wolves running in the wild(!) and the whole world can be ours...an.. |
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IN A WORD ARE THE LITTLE THINGSA Poem by E.P. RoblesI analyze this poem as such, "In a Word Are the Little Things," with a deep appreciation for its intricate language and profound contemplation on the .. |
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Jim Ad InfinitumA Story by HoWiEWhen Jim wakes up in a taxi being delivered to a strange hotel, things go from straight-up to sideeways pretty damn quick... |
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In Color of GhostA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellI tell you the past is a bucket of ashes. ~ Carl Sandburg |
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A STRANGE DOCTORA Story by Peter Rogersona completely alien Dr Who helps out |
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UnmooredA Poem by Burak Batuhan KarakusAdriftIt's like jumping into waterand doing somersaults -this unsteady ground beneath me.I'm not trying to run away,though stuck on the point of actio.. |
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AugustA Poem by MoonieChampagne-gold moonlight. Queen Anne's lace. We pass our time together in this messy messianic maze, waiting for silk-lined evermores and folkl.. |
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