Poems of ideas for card making and scrapbook layouts (2023)

A BATTLE WITH THE WIND

She tried to fix the wash
on the old clothesline that needs to be replaced
of knotted snakes instead of dangerous wire
She tried to fix the wash
with the old and the new
but pathetic desperate pins that need replacing
from the store $2, the new ones were
She used to throw them in the garden.
for your monster of thick and overgrown leaves
And boy did I have cussing stress for a while!
She fought with the wind
clothes, snakes, line, pins
The wind fought!
along with the clothes, the snakes, the ropes and the pegs
She was always defeated!
With Wellington's raging wind,
stuck clothes,
the hiss of ensnared and furious serpents,
the touch of the line bars
have a Theresa W tantrum to get attention,
and the old clothesline that needs replacing
the old and the new, but hopelessly pathetic
pins that need to be replaced
And now you're done typing:
A battle with the wind

Posted by Manasseh Bailey

Autor: Manasseh BaileySubmitted By: Sunshine Manz Spiggy

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The Mad Dog Trick

Here is my little poem that says:
A rabid dog that barks at your back,
Grants serious threat.
You are looking and waiting for an opportunity.
for the perfect prey
To make your final blast
It will cut deep
In the hearts of the innocent.
Beware of this old trick!

Autor: Alon Calinao DySent by: Alon Calinao Dy

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twilight of the eagles

while looking for inspiration

I pondered in deep thought

The sky was stained and stained

Like a painter and his canvas

Its fiery glow caught my eye.

formation of a cloud eagle

it looked complex and marbled

still seemed to mesmerize

an inspirational pen to write

your poem you just read,

twilight of the eagles

Autor: Manasseh BaileySubmitted By: Sunshine Manz Spiggy

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Good morning Twilight, Aurora and friends

one of my old poems from DECEMBER 31, 2003

ROSES AND VIOLETS ARE INTERTWINED IN A MARBLE FLOWER
A TWIST HERE AND THERE OF mischief in the air
THE END GENESIS, SHORTEN YOUR ANALOGUE WATCH
READY FOR A MAGIC MOMENT OF SILENT STARS AND MANY SPIES PIERCING THE NIGHT.
THE NIGHT HAS 1000 EYES. THE NIGHT HAS 1000 SPARKS OF TEARS SPARKS PEIRCE AND I RIPPED MY BLANKET
THAT CIRCLES THE MOON IN ITS LIFE PHASES
YOUR roundness blooms to its full potential and feels complete
BUT UNLIKE OTHER TIMES, YOU CAN FEEL ¼ TO ½ OR ¾ OF A TURN TO A WHOLE
DESPITE THE COLD AIR, THE BLANKET ENVELOPS YOUR WARMTH AND DROWNS YOU WITH ITS LOVE OF FEELING LOVED AND MOVING COMPLETELY
A LIGHT IN THE SKY IS POWERFUL ENOUGH TO DISTINGUISH ALL OTHER LIGHTS
GENESIS OF THE BEAUTIFUL FLOWERS OF THE AURORA LIKE ROSES, VIOLETS, LILIES AND NARCISSUS ARE SLAVED
WITH A BLUE BLANKET BABY NOW IN YOUR HUG
YOU FIND YOURSELF FACE TO FACE
WITH THE GLORIOUS SUN!

Autor: Manasseh BaileySubmitted By: Sunshine Manz Spiggy

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I CAN I CAN'T

I gave you life...
But I can't live this for you.
I can teach you things
But I can't force you to learn.
I can give you instructions
But I can't always be there to guide you.
I can allow you freedom
But I can't explain it.
I can take you to church
But I can't make you believe.
I can teach you right from wrong
But I can't always decide for you.
I can buy you nice clothes,
But I can't make you charming from the inside.
I can give you some advice,
But I cannot accept it for you.
i can give you love
But I can't force you to.
I can teach you how to be a friend
But I can't make one for you.
I can teach you to share,
But I cannot make you selfless.
I can teach you to respect,
But I cannot force you to show honor.
I can regret your newsletter,
But I cannot doubt your teachers.
I can advise you about friends,
But I cannot choose them for you.
I can teach you about sex,
But I cannot keep it pure.
I can tell you the facts of life,
But I can't build your reputation.
I can talk to you about the drink
But I can't say NO to you.
I can warn you about the drugs,
But I can't stop you from using them.
I can talk to you about high goals,
But I cannot reach them for you.
i can let you take care
But I cannot be responsible for your actions.
I can teach you kindness
But I can't force you to be nice.
I can warn you about sins,
But I cannot make it moral.
i can love you like a child
But I cannot place you in God's family.
i can pray for you
But I can't make you walk with God.

Autor: Patrick AtkinsonPosted By: Pioneer

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In the name of love

In the name of love,
My love, I will do anything for you.
I will swim across the Pacific Ocean
Just to show how much I love you.

Arms in arms,
I feel the power within me.
I could kill thousands of enemies
For a single blow.

I will do whatever you want me to do.
Even that means fighting face to face.
I don't care if I travel to the sun
Even if he burns me alive and kills me.

I'm not afraid anymore because I'm in love.
I will tell everyone and everyone.
How you captivate my lonely heart;
How you drive me crazy all night.

In the name of love,
I could wait a long time even if it hurts
Not to catch a glimpse of your snowflake smiles
Just to show you mean a lot to me.

I will make impossible things come true
Because I know, my love, it's the only way
I could gain your trust
Besides winning your heart.

Autor: Alon Calinao DySent by: Alon Calinao Dy

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LIFE AND DEATH.......

life and death-
two modes--still known to us--
are parts of the journey--

after life--
us--
enter death--A NEW DOOR--

LIFE
"A bloody mass of contradiction -
a world of illusion, fantasy--"

DEATH
"A light for the soul - immortal -
is the freedom of the slave -"
Next part of the trip--
not known to us--
life and death--
still known to us--

Autora: Ritika ManroPosted By: ritzmanro

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Various Spontaneous #1

Because I've traveled many times and almost every time I travel
I usually write rhymes, my usual paper, camera, pen,
a trip comes and I write again
I take a picture with my camera, silence is pure gold
as I was once told. a wonderful miscellany
and its mysteries await me in the formation of clouds,
the sunrise and sunset, yes, those beautiful and wonderful sunsets
and the sunrise looked so perfectly awe-inspiring. A whole new awakening of dawn intertwines miscellaneous and spontaneously, inspiring, dimensional,
I make a blink of an eye, I write to those who mysteriously transform
portrait of the face, I see. an eternal peace,
strips of marble icing, beach waves, royal curls and wavy coastline,
a warm crimson orange red, like dancing fireworks,
I hit the sky, write some more and my imagination takes flight
and climb the sights once more. Angelic children and animals too,
Swaying trees and their leaves anonymous portraits of faces,
intertwining pink, blue, purple and orange, a mixed canvas and a
a touch of life and a wonderful cake and its rainbow frosting
history and the Egyptians repeat once more,
You see a mix of things when you look deep enough
in the eyes of heaven So spectacular and still
so creative, so cool, so inspiring and so varied.
I visualize dots and rainbows that God paints and sends,
an artist like him to the greatest masterpiece of all,
would win first place for its wouldn't be another call:
Spontaneous Miscellaneous

Autor: Manasseh BaileySubmitted By: Sunshine Manz Spiggy

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O'Statue of Liberty

O'Freedom! Why are you Liberty?
Searching the depths of the oceans,
In space and in the hearts of men
You are nowhere!
Is freedom of expression and speech abusive and offensive?
Is it the freedom of the mighty that subdues the meek?
Carefree, you hold the torch high in the sky,
Hoping to light you up with the Sun and Stars
Your situation of agony, a dream wells up in my heart,
I see you alive, holding a divine flame,
Illuminating the hearts of men!
Ah, man-made creature of time!
will perish in a heap of stones and rubble!
The last man, searching the inner recesses of the heart,
will shed a tear in your predicament!

Autor: Anant J. DaveSent by: ajd127

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lowercase poem

I want to write
a poem in lowercase
you better get it right
print cannot be erased

Yes. cummings did it
I'll take a spin
classic for textbooks
an irresistible pearl

the world is stunned
with complicated lines
carve them into art
each time insightful

I don't know
yes it is a pearl
Will I compare you to a star?
or a pretty girl

a poem is a picture
God forbid
let me crouch down for a close up
oops! I have done

don't turn the page
i hope this is great
celebrate onyglot
and blue knitted socks

Autor: joel bjorlingSent by: joel61436

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poet's lace

At night I lie and spin a web
Of words, all floating around in my head.

I go round and round but this I find
Help to calm my troubled mind;
The words flow and intertwine and fit together,
Of a sort of "Poet's Lace",

A perfect, elegant swirl of prose.
To capture an idea, before it disappears.

Every tenuous sentence and every frail thought,
Done with precision, it makes you tense.
The dewdrop, in the dark of dawn,
shall shine in this web of night,

But when I wake up, I find instead,
That dream swept him from my head.

Author: Se JohnsonPosted by: papa sharecropper

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save your money

Save your money, save your funds, for stickers,
for buttonholes and scrapbooking. A bedroom
here, a dollar there, if there's any left over
please put it here. Use this can every day soon
you will see, there will be more money for scrap
reserva.

Author: T. StraitenSent By: us3gals

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secret Garden

My secret garden is a place to hide my sadness, to feel joy, to enter my heart, to bring out some feelings, to talk with special friends, to share my love, to dare to dream and
bring my lover, lift my flowers, enjoy the beauty of mother nature, restore my hope, think happy thoughts and send them like birds, over the wall, over the world, over the clouds, as unspoken wishes for happiness, friendship and love; and I hope they reach your heart wherever you are, wherever you go.
Oh! Miss you.

Author: Regina CeliaSubmitted By: reginascrapcrazy

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smoothies

mister peas
Ciudad
had the best shakes
until they left!
hannah and me
our sorrows cried
like the school holidays achieved by
no shakes to drink
for 2 whole weeks
such torture and sweat stains
but no peas for us
and when we got back
we run past the train tracks
take the ho wick and east bus
mister peas
in the city m.
when they had the best shakes!
and they still do in our memory!

Submitted by smoothie lover Manasseh Bailey

Autor: Manasseh BaileySubmitted By: Sunshine Manz Spiggy

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snowman soup

When the weather outside is terrible,
Snowman soup can be delicious.
It warms your spirit and your soul.
What snow, what snow, what snow!

When you feel chills or burns,
Use the mint stick to stir.
Add hot water and drink slowly.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

(package of hot chocolate and lollipop)

Unknown authorSent by: Pat B

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they are blessed

Many questions we had in our life,
I wonder if the answers can still be found.
Consultations bring a headache that cuts like a knife,
Looking for solutions back and forth.

Ask God if it is his will that there be poor people,
Is your legacy for others to live richly?
Is there anyone who has talked about the reboot on your tour?
Now someone tell me the replica before I melt!

The poor means are materially destitute or destitute,
Or even those who are downtrodden and downtrodden,
Answer me and I will gladly please you,
Fast! Fast! Because I'm almost restless.

Adding the phrase in spirit changes the meaning of poor
Oh! Reading the fifth chapter of Matthew, let us see
Oh, they are blessed! They were completely dependent on God as he poured out
Remain confident in God's love and providence as vast as the sea!

Poor me! I understand the meaning of the poor in spirit,
It takes a real change of heart,
Thus, poverty is the sign of the absence of God
And it really is killing every part of my sense!

Autor: Lalayn Jam S. MauhaySent by: lalayn

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UNEXPECTED ROMANCE (twisted)

She had a romantic sunset.
Your perfect hair in place
His fingers intertwined with hers.
So lost in your only embrace

They fed each other fruit.
cheese and wine too
He sang and his poetry
But with a knife he withdrew

with a red substance
She's had enough of moaning and fighting
unfortunately for her
she wore white

The knife cut deep
It served its purpose and course.
cut the piece of cake
there was ketchup on his shirt!

Autor: Manasseh BaileySubmitted By: Sunshine Manz Spiggy

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WHEN I TURN 21...

(An old poem I wrote on December 22, 2003)

LIFE CAN SEEM TO TRAVEL TOO FAST
LIKE AN ENDLESS SPEED CAR RACE
LIKE THE LEGEND OF THE FAST SUN OF MAUI
LIKE A FAST WAVE OR TEARS AND RIPLES IN THE SEA

I WOULDN'T MIND MY LIFE IN SLOW MOTION
LIKE A SNAIL ALWAYS ON THE FINISH LINE
LIKE A FISH'S 3-SECOND MEMORY MAP
LIKE SLOW MOTION ON A FILM STRIP.

WHEN YOU REACH 16, 18, 20 AND THEN 21!
AN INFINITE RACE OF SPEED CARS / SUN AND SEAS
NO SNAILS, FISH SOUVENIRS OR MOVIE SHEETS, BUT A SIMPLE WISH THAT CAN NEVER BE LIKE THIS

A WISH TO NEVER GROW UP. FEAR OF GROWING.
LIKE PETER PAN AT MY WINDOW, LEADING ME NEVER GROUNDING
MAYBE WHEN YOU REACH 21, THAT'S BEYOND THE MOUNTAIN

Autor: Manasseh BaileySubmitted By: Sunshine Manz Spiggy

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Why

Because the sky is blue?
Why are my eyes blue?
Why is the ocean blue?
Why is this shirt blue?

Why, why are so many things blue.

Author: Megan WofsySubmitted By: meggylovesyou201

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