Statement Poems - Poems about Statement

Problem Statement, cook county, sheriff in style ! My father’s daughter was engaged to my father’s sister’s son. My father’s mother opted out to have a side to join the festive eve. She (narrator) stopped as she (interpreter) intervened. O yeah! Your tortilla and your taco and your feeling!!!!! Self reliance and legacy of family tradition. Whom to say?...

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Fresh football fixtures, fill our Saturdays kids all get haircuts and new shoes for school white summer dresses are folded away north winds caress us as evenings turn cool Summer's end harvest, berries and chestnuts broken branches, the scattering of leaves shaken dog walkers with their shell shocked mutts low hanging sunshine, a Cox apple breeze Weather becomes our preoccupation ends talk of rioters,...

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Time strokes the wrinkled canvas, the ancient spider in twilight hour weaves the senility web, the empty eyes wander in the wasteland. The hedonist psyche refuses to gauge the grief of loss. The face morphs into metaphor for the past panorama dislodged, captured in the snapshot of the narcissist impulse congealed in the portrait I make of me. It’s...

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Mission statement broken promises miscued satisfactory guarantee Mount of courses Major pangs pains Tranquil mission equality Misjudge guided path Lost on the road Fables lies and stories yet I'm told Guarded yet misguided wonderful Sheltered yet home Homeless covered yet naked How do you accept this Prodigal Son has come home isen from his lie down Horizontal thoughts In a vertical...

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This man does weird things to his heart’s content, wears odd sock pair, thinks it’s not indecent. Likes to live life of contrast, in assortment he has trust, hopes mismatched socks become a style statement. ...

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I remain, he surmised, the possibility of outcomes, I am, he collected, but particles upon their way like a snowstorm towards a windscreen, I wait to be a final measurement, and yet, to all miscreants in need of harmonious affairs, as Prometheus upon his rock, as Nicorates in his right hemisphere of my ever-seeing, I, the incumbent of waves...

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I am an artist I draw and paint And watch the world go by I am a romantic I love and laugh And give all till I die I am a person I live and breath And fight for justice for us all I am me I think and feel And follow life at my own call Who am I – (C) Susan Manley 1985...

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I don’t care about your colour I don’t care about your creed I don’t care about your gender Or about your sexual need Don’t care if you like Blue Peter While I’m a fan of Jackanory Don’t care if you’re misguided And go and vote for the Tory I don’t really care if you appear As mad...

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A giraffe who was new At the Aberdeen Zoo Heard a bagpipe askirling one day. He tracked down the player And offered to pay her If she kindly would teach him to play. He gazed at the piper, A Hebrides viper, As she uncoiled and let out a sigh. Then she hissed, "Listen, dearrie, I'll answerr yerr querry, But you're nae gonna like my rreply. Yerr legr'rr...

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People all realize what they want.They intend to know what they don't ......

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A Statement Miracle Man 2/16/2023 Each person often sees, only what they want to see in another person, and that may only partially touch upon the truth, of who that person really is. But I, for one, am cool with that. I admire the good qualities, and pray over the perceived bad. ...

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dreaming about you in winter coming out of nowhere in spring changing my life in summer until we fall into autumn again starting over again with you year after year is so easy to be so hard forever what a wonderful thing to promise when fully committed know that i love you know that i sincerely care know that my heart is forever invested you...

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Globally people can be divided into two groups the rich and the poor. People with little money are poor people. They send their children to work to meet daily expenses of life. Poor people do not have ample resources to satisfy their needs. They struggle very hard in order to survive. Rich people have sufficient revenue to satisfy their wants...

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If you wish peace... vis pacem para bellum...!...

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My friend, why have you spun out of joint? Or am I now cross-eyed? Is one of us running out of rhythm? Or both spinning in circles? Why is everything I say just a question? Can I speak or write a statement? Would you play Beethoven, or shall I put on Mozart? Is this not something I ask you? So why should this be...

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