Measuring Poems - Poems about Measuring

The magnitude of one's humanity is measured by the concern shown for others!* © Demetrios Trifiatis 26 February 2023 - * This is to let you know, I have recovered from COVID-19. Thank you for caring! Blessings. -...

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Little is less than a lot And most is not a few I need a handle on this So I know what to do When measuring more Into my favorite recipe For a palmful is okay Measuring for me … Then come the metrics Confusing me more I cannot read labels In the grocery store I know about ounces Milligrams are strange And what is a liter I cannot exchange Guess...

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I have the criminalizing tape For measuring the worst rape And appropriately dealing with the Debased Ape: The length of time victim’s mouth had remained agape And the rapist’s victorious shouts of YEE-EP! The ‘I-can-choke-you-to death!’on her nape And victim’s tightening teeth of sour grape; Also, her dozen-times-tried-dozen-times failed escape And the iron pants she would now over the poor thing drape....

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I Have Read Some of Your Book, the Stories told and the Positive Messages it attempts to Portray. I Believe in them, But Don’t know if I Can Live up To Them? To Prove My Worth as A Man, I Seek Power, Influence, Monetary Wealth and Prestige. I Think of Being Virtuous, A Man Of Character, Humble and...

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The whole world I can measure in this cornfield. Why would I need to go to Indiana or Pennsylvania or Katmandu? Ohio is right here, and the rattling gold of the corn is here. Yes Indiana has its rustic temples also ~ as does Kentucky and Idaho, all over the world the sky is wide open and the green and yellow corn is...

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How are you going to do it? How do you weigh the Infinite? How do you measure the Absolute? How do you test the IQ of Omniscience? Would you measure God for a suit? Would you ask His age,or how much money He has in the Bank of Heaven? What about race, or His education? What are His interests, likes or dislikes, pet...

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I GAVE UP BEING A STRANGER WHEN I BECAME YOUR FRIEND I GAVE UP ON BEING YOUR FRIEND WHEN I BECAME YOUR LOVER I NEVER STOPPED LOVING YOU: EVEN WHEN YOU BECAME MY FIANCEE. I'LL NEVER STOP LOVING YOU NOW THAT YOU HAVE AGREED TO BE MY WIFE. LOVE INSPIRES US TO LOOK TO THOSE TOMORROWS WERE WE HAVE NEED TO BELONG TO BE TOGETHER...

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The young mind weaved the tapestry of dream as the expectant mother floating on cloud nine. The flower of future she perceived with pleasure blooming, its petals touching her within softly sparking so much of adored excitement dormant that melted in the nightmare of relentless tears for the new premature life was born still. Her mind took time to rise from debris...

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From the moment they gave him the measuring tape That's the second Monty started to measure away Measuring this and measuring that From the round side of rings to the square side of flat He measured the span on the wings of a fly The knees of the bees as they buzzed him by He measured the toot from the sound...

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They had all taken leave said their farewells. The transplant team were harvesting Frank's heart, kidneys, eyes purposeful, tense I waited with Kevin the youngest who'd disappointed never measured up to the expectations of his father. This was his moment of resolve to say his own farewell to his father's cadaver in spite of the nurse's caution that Frank would be drained white. He accepted advice that I...

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So much education No wiser for the cost Given over to lofty ideas The reason for what was lost All the tools in the box To chisel an honorable name What appeal is in the dirt When you could've opted for fame Behind a silver counter When you could be sitting at a desk You could have been GREAT But you wanted to be less ~than all...

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"measuring years" how do I measure the years do I start at the beginning or the end will it cover the many tears anger and bitterness I will not defend just let me be to have my mind as the years of pain are intertwined years one and two and counting are gone I know there will be a new dawn I know all...

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The watch of the dead ‘Pon his wrist… still measuring What no more exists ...

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bluish flowers kissing the black stones rolling green tendrils winding she turns into a rock of love virgins are delivering in the dark corners they are measuring the ocean with the chalice of blood...

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My Measuring Cup As usual I have been accused of mis-placing the measuring cup again. Aha. She found it in the dishwasher exactly where she left it. So here is My Horn Haiku to describe the event with. Guess what I found out? Another measuring cup Is missing again. Is so intensive Women will find offensive Men on defensive. No one should abused And Golden Rule always will use No...

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