Endeavors Poems - Poems about Endeavors

Doing absolute zero endeavors Earlier today March 28th, 2025 (thee hour now fifteen minutes after eight o'clock at night, cuz yours truly & wife paced back and forth from one room to the other wearing out rugged groovy Tuesday (three day) experienced exhaustion within anticipatory anxiety while feeling foreboding regarding impending inspection courtesy funding source for low income rental community R(ural) H(ousing)...

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Arthur Nelson was a curious, studious fellow, like pearly moon glowing, Ten years old and spectacled, for all is adventure, when you're growing. Arthur lived in a one story home, with his brothers and their parents; And also their huge, green turtle, a pet that everyone called, Clarence. Arthur liked watching ants work avidly, like honeybees' sweet industry; Or the...

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Do I believe in myself Or is that just not enough Building my life on a platform That has at sometimes been rough I never gave up I gave god my hand He has come to be not only my eyes He has come to be my friend. I endeavor to finish what I started To another level Absolutely Complete The journey was worth it It's just a...

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Open the clasped and ancient doors! There are mountains of footage to peruse. Thousands of long years to sift through. Who did what or who did nothing are of great import - apparently. Who was that fellow and why did we follow? That despot killer where was his karma? We must seek clues in the dust of ages. Pages must be read and scrutinized. Order and reason...

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The words of God conquer the devil. The good defeats the wicked one. Temptation comes not from God. God's children win by faith, surmounting the waves of hindrances to receive endless life...

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Hey you old cat... like I can't see you or something ! down there worming … around my feet and legs lovin' up on me ! We're still here...today you and me. Just like the days and years before. Sure I'm lookin' for a whole lot more....ain't that natural? We all want more than we can get... or need....But that's Ok, Ain't it. I'll still...

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The Endeavors of Lips by Michael R. Burch How sweet the endeavors of lips—to speak of the heights of those pleasures which left us weak in love’s strangely lit beds, where the cold springs creak: for there is no illusion like love ... Grown childlike, we wish for those storied days, for those bright sprays of flowers, those primrosed ways that...

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Of the bastard’s son, his mentality belied That which was unforeseen among simple minded People. A state with which corruption pollutes and lies, While women in white sheets must be reminded. For who can join in speech of which social populace cries, When thou who is speaking knows not about the world therein? A world filled with painted red roses living...

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On wings of mystic endeavors ~ Dawn kissed, this distant land Uncharted waters drift on dreams of solitude wishes ~ Soaring high, like souls afloat on morning breezes, my mind drinks in the beauty that only comes from thinking of you ~ For as my heart does fly on wings of mystic endeavors and the sun rises in curved formations, this is my love… for only you Good morning Soupers...

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On wings of mystic endeavors Sun kissed, this distant land beckons, uncharted waters adrift on whispers of solitude wishes Floating silently upon pastel blue sky destinies, my eyes search the heavens for but a glimpse of euphoria Soaring high like souls afloat on summer breezes, my mind wafts in the beauty that only comes in a dream Though as my heart does fly on...

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the softness of your fingertips caress teats the sensual expression of your wanton glances the shyness of my smile titillates satirize the meeting of minds avows - passion endeavors ________________________________________| PENNED ON JULY 24, 2014!...

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I took a ride that was more like a slide Down a track called the credit card way It had no stops and I couldn't get off But they demanded I pay and pay My pass was a card that now lay in shards Beneath my passenger seat I don't need them now 'cause the statements allow Me to see what I...

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Relaxing at home Thoughts of work long forgotten Quiet and peaceful Transferring thoughts to paper In poetic endeavors...

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