Showering Poems - Poems about Showering

Complement of the season Christ the reason Love the rhythm of the season Songs of ecstacy As we all sing joyfully aloud Feliz navidad A song we all like dancing to. Alot of merriment Enough to eat and drink As we party hard Smile on everyone's faces As we converse within us Things that merry the heart. Jubilations Not tribulations Contribution to each other's joy Not contradicting...

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Drizzling webs, wanderer’s shelter Asylum to the nocturnal, Warring, nomadic spirits, rambling On gossamer threads, strands so silken Trembling with soundless lessons…. Sprinkling buds, costly shadows Silhouettes of bruised flowers, eclipsed, By the plethora of rain, flowing, Gentle like the voice of mourning sun, Pledging to erase the silence of stardust moon… Showering oaks, walnuts and pine trees In affectionate kisses, wet like a river, Risking each...

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Your beauty reflects on me in the morning sun Having you by my side makes my life so much fun You can bring out the very best in me You’re the guiding light that sets me free When I wake up in the morning with you by my side, love begins to flow from my heart Another day of happiness...

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It is cool, refreshing, and it makes you smell smart the elephant said. We stared at this pachyderm, was he all right in his enormous head? Seriously, stand under here, you will love it, he said to my cousin Fred. No thanks, said Fred. I like taking showers in my bathroom, instead. I watched the elephant who was having...

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The moon Showering light on the earth Comes with appreciation Sympathy and love Big and bright when you're happy Stiff and cold when you're hurt Blurs out when you're lost Always look up for the moon To comfort your feelings The moon is The only one thing In the sky's darkness You can see with your eyes Feel with your heart And love with...

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Despite emotional, financial, grammatical... any woe that doth assail whereat early in the morning until late at night tub bail sinking craft, not possible (essentially 24/7), I bewail, where the fickle finger of fate stationed me in life, as if groping in the dark unfamiliar with Braille at heart though - directly predicted on how yours truly did curtail requisite healthy development of body, mind,...

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Showering rain Your each drop Revive the life Make futile You spread love You spread life You create dream And make alive My heart was a dry land While you sprinkle Love shower on heart Great revolution take place You are my true dream vision Talk about real reason While evening meet with night Fall and rise true happening of life Move right way and touch real hike Destination definitely...

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Endearing the gods of enlightenment, dip tenderly into the rainbows Color band of intrinsic light, softly breathing, as the hushed breath of A morning doves first coo of life, the lotus flower does blossom and bloom. Infusions delicate creation floating in the still pond of the everlasting, Drifting, swaying at the mercy of life's strife, yet in harmonious peace Its...

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Hard pressed Make clean the street filth Cost of water, rising through rain She sheds her scales One eye then two An onlooker then be four Sounds of stream and myth Flowing, breathing Scattered shoes and gin Steam uplifts like clouds Roses and jasmine lightly in air Swirling drain Wash, wash, wash it away Only beauty now to be shared....

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got into the shower as he’d done a million times before & down below in the bottom o’er where the tub meets the floor, there was a black bug making its way to crawl up the man’s leg, and for a minute (before squashing it) he hesitated, rather than stomp him away--- he wondered just how long that bug’d been roaming round the tub, he wondered...

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The water sprinkles from our shoulders to our feet... Your mouth open as your tongue and lips hold your teeth... Our eyes blurred by the steam and the passion behind this glass door... It all started softly with a kiss and a hug as our towels dropped to the floor......

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The faint view of us through the glass and rain... The water cascades down your shoulders.... As my hands meet the drops on your waist... The warmth of your skin absorbs the droplets... As our lips reach and touch so slightly... My fingers walk up your side and then down again... As your hands follow my neck and run through my...

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Susan Showering Brilliant May morning. Upstairs Susan showering, singing as the children waken. Donal Mahoney...

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I screamed in the shower for a year. I recall all of the pain and drear. I remember blocking out memories, Of harsh abdominal and back pain, And the gruesome sight that I saw, And how I was all alone and too angry, To call you on the phone, and how You left me in ‘Roe to be with her in...

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There she leans under the showering blankets of refreshing silence standing serene as birds modify, beautify and inscribe designing the skies in fashionable patterns singing her favorite tune and melody in whooshing dimensions as she advances in admiration alongside "chirpy" the colored scene unfurling before her sight....

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