Stich Poems - Poems about Stich

... Times colours wrap around seasonal dreams Weaving pictorial thinking with silken words That sew themselves to the pictures you see, While warp and weft combine to story tell Of life within the ......

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... We Align People don't live a facade of niceness It is birthed from the heart Overflowing with love For a picture does paint a revealing moment in time With encouragement, rel......

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...There once was a fellow named Will, Whose nose was exceedingly ill. He sneezed with great force, And altered his course, he's orbiting Jupiter still! There once was a lady named Sue, Who fou......

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...When Papoose Shot Cat Horn Haiku when problem with papoose from neck have to remove noose had to declare truce when tired while shot temptation off will have fought killing cat had not ......

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...when we would know which had been a hitch with a stitch ending up with glitch......

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...SAME TO SAME Yesterday my friends came. Do you know all of them ? No problem : Take part in game. Excuse is lame.......

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...Three cousins who know how to sew Are cutting and talking and laughing. Telling stories that make no sense to grown ups But are hilarious to each other. Stitch. Stitch. Stich. Hem. Hem. Hem. S......

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...Stich could not believe his sister gave him a tree! It was the best thing ever! Whoopee! Whoopee! I love this so much he said, Yippee Dee! Dee! Settle down, his sister said. The tree is not free. ......

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...Is love an addiction? Some say yes it is, With no center for rehabilitation. Some say no it can't be. It is like meditation, And soul attain salvation. Some say it motivates, Which help ......

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...As I dig in this ditch, The ground spiders make me itch. 'I'm not a ghoul', that is my pitch, As I long to be a witch. This graveyard labor makes me twitch, As the more holes I dig, I will s......

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...Grief, like a woven Thread, Binds together everything, A fragile flower, Its bright petals, Opening to meet the sun above, Blown gently by the breeze. A Grief, Stitched with lov......

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...She used to write letters to mother She used to write from Azerbaijan. She was learning to stich ‘koblan’ She was raising my little niece. She had the sharpest face of us all. Mother used to t......

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...I remember some walks have no route Some monsoons no rains Some hearts had no longing N some brains no logic I remember some eyes have thirst N some cheeks weren't moist Some letters we're unse......

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...From day to day, minute to minute we each live our challenges. Some have more now, some less and others are in waiting. But whether visible or underneath the still lake, it's there. What's the s......

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...This lonely life of the scarecrow man, Rewards are few, but I do what I can, I’m losing straw, where I’ve lost a stich, Me arms are aching and me nose does itch, The cold, cold snow gives me fros......

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