Growing Poems - Poems about Growing

THIS IS THE REROUTE THE RUT FOR THE RAM NOT LIKE A DODGE WHERE YOU GOT ALL YOU CAN THIS IS THE REROUTE LIKE A YEAR FOR A SCORE A WANDER NOT REACHING FOR A HEART TO WANT MORE THIS IS THE REROUTE...Read the rest...

The Sun WATCHES at Dawn... Day by day! The Moon SEES in the Dark... Night by night. The Sun WATCHES and The Moon SEES and take note, of all the dealings of all creatures here...Read the rest...

Your DESTINY;In your hands What you getting, you've given Fate are the offsring of our own actions Mind set is everything A changed mind, a converted fate The places you go, the people you keep What you listen to, What you...Read the rest...

Today’s blessing takes its inspiration from Walt Disney whose wisdom can’t be overstated.. Just look at all the joy and laughter In the wonderful world that he created: May we be blessed to understand…. The answer to this aging quiz… That...Read the rest...

In a gentle rain thoughts turned to you seems so often that they do.. walking hand in hand our reflection held hands too. Through puddles we romped and splashed as a child of a sudden...Read the rest...

As the sunlight fades to black And the air begins to chill ever so slightly I’m laying in the soft grass Staring at the millions of stars And I’m thinking How it seems so unfair That so many struggle...Read the rest...

I watch as the sky around me fades to black The day turning itself into night I watch the stars sprinkle themselves into the dark sky Wondering if they rows of stars ever have an end As I dig...Read the rest...

Every day this life of mine is changing It seems like every day my life has to be rearranged It seems like I never know what to expect And what will be the final effect I know it's time...Read the rest...

I can almost smell the fresh paint. That isn't possible however. That scent was almost 19 years ago… Butter Yellow was the name on the sample card. Rocking chair. Tiny pink booties. Stickers hide butter yellow...Read the rest...

Did you see the showman, His act a lion he outran! Let me tell you how it all began, When in youth he lived in a van. Where the lion hunted, For food it was confronted. A sad tale it resulted, In...Read the rest...

i feel like i am walking on water i always accept an offer of contentment in peaceful places i am drawn to all that is ignored, taken for granted, and unaccepted for i am their twin and they...Read the rest...

tumbling forces stumbling courses i fall endlessly not one friend, just me so i walk till me heels bleed till i can say to myself 'he feels freed' then i hear the water flowing the Lord has Found Me, the tonality...Read the rest...

The spilling of a brain, Thoughts that can’t be contained, The crumbling membrane. An agnostic wreck that cries out I’m four years old 5,6,14,17 A botanical solar system expect all of the plants are dead. Everywhere you look in my museum, There is...Read the rest...

Fabulously Fine Feelings Fading Furiously Fast ...Read the rest...

The closet, once crammed with the styles of youth, holds not so much as a coat hanger. Dents in the carpet are the only evidence that a bed, dresser, and nightstand filled the room. The frilly window dressings and...Read the rest...