Daunting Poems - Poems about Daunting

Ecstasy was never meant for me ~ ‘Steady as she goes,’ stoically ...

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A Daunting Mountain Slavery Raised An injured knee suffers in times of rain. Seasons of counting costs raises mountains of debt. Yet... faith can move a mountain, At the expense of Love... immeasurable. There is forgiveness, Until next time, When the...

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RAIN raging relentless I was a small girl amid the violence paralyzed by the bruised skies “I was mesmerized by the force.” [Clarity Pyramid, two triplets and a single line (7 lines in all)]...

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The gifts are bought and wrapped by now So I don’t have to think Of what to get until next year, Though quicker than a wink The months will pass and once again, I’ll face that daunting task. To wonder if I hate it, well, You do not have to ask. The holidays are special times And give some folks a lift, Except for...

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Thirty-five and facing up to having a life lasting disability can be daunting, but with hope....

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When the clouds are high up in shape. My mind is high up in resolutional escape. When the sun is overhead, the soles of my feet overheat. The more I walk, the more the ground I track blazes up and the clouds roll in a mob like they are running a marathon. Where are they going to? Why...

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very scary hairy airy wispy ghosts sporadically haunting nothing has seemed as very daunting...

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sentences colors purple pencils wrote paper books covered in red bleeding heart type computer calculations daunting papyrus books covered in red termites fed ate the paper paper wrote a book 5/20/18 written words by James Edward Lee Sr. Copyright © 2018...

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Shimmering sea, glimmering waves Glistening waters, mirroring moon-glow Beyond the beaches, coral lagoons Mellow boroughs, dotting the shore Rising sun, peaking through the sky Day has arrived, ousting dark night Merchant adventurers, sail forth to venture The deep blue hue, revealed to the crew Vast is its reach, and cool the salty breeze Violent are its storms, and mighty its depths Haunted by...

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"it still petrifies me, even after so many attempts, the daunting task, of forgetting you.. of unlearning, your voice, your eyes, your kisses, your promises.. at first my heart revolts, but it must be done.. so i hold on courageously, and march along.. but to forget, i must first remember.. so, i replay.. all the nights we shared, and the sunrises we saw.. all the secrets...

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We spoke once of our ending life But never thought of it more until we found Haunting, daunting, flaunting around; Shadows dancing before our eyes, Laughing as they planned my demise. Passing you with smiles, they settle upon me Passing you un-subliminally To kill me? But the kiss they leave upon my cheek Withers with a simple slither, A mark of death? My knees grow...

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Who waves the flaming brand? I really think I know. Arrayed with fiery arms, He puts on quite a show. The artist of autumn, in a dazzling display Of sweet gums, and red maples—takes our breath away. Summer fades to fall, trees give up their green, Transformed by master design, red, yellow, serene. Peacocks fluff their feathers; mocking birds busily sing, Formidable...

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the child within, in times of certain incidence will face a grown-up task wearing bravado as a mask yet, often, too... must bite a trembling lip in lieu of lacking confidence ___________________________________________...

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Aeneas crept into the depths of the underground, upright he stepped darkly as dead roses pressed and she wept (Persephone) in the pit (indemnity) where shadows slept bellowing as bellows sing so readily below those mourning bells that ring burrowed 'neath the death of Spring borrowed from the breath we breathe burroughs of departed greed ennui ennui ennui I scream wake up! this hell is not a dream and all is eaten as it feeds and everything is...

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We dare not look! We dare not stop! We dare not ponder! Beyond the skin, to a humdrum is a no man’s land, Build and soothed by the malevolence of such a spellbinding hand, Forging us, shaping us, Building us, soothing us and molding us, Is the potter and his evil hand, Until, Until we are part of his clan. Until, until...

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