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Popular Life Poems

Gone Fishin'

by Delmar Pepper

I've finished life's chores assigned to me,
So put me on a boat headed out to sea.
Please send along my fishing pole
For I've been invited to the fishin' hole.

Where every day is a day to fish,
To fill your heart with every wish.
Don't worry, or feel sad for me,
I'm fishin' with the Master of the sea.

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Speak Gently

by David Bates

Speak gently! -- It is better far
To rule by love, than fear --
Speak gently -- let not harsh words mar
The good we might do here!

Speak gently! -- Love doth whisper low
The vows that true hearts bind;
And gently Friendship's accents flow;
Affection's voice is kind.

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Talking Turkeys!

by Benjamin Zephaniah

Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas
Cos' turkeys just wanna hav fun
Turkeys are cool, turkeys are wicked
An every turkey has a Mum.
Be nice to yu turkeys dis christmas,
Don't eat it, keep it alive,
It could be yu mate, an not on your plate
Say, Yo! Turkey I'm on your side.
I got lots of friends who are turkeys
An all of dem fear christmas time,

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Disabled

by Wilfred Owen

He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark,
And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,
Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park
Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn,
Voices of play and pleasure after day,
Till gathering sleep had mothered them from him.

About this time Town used to swing so gay
When glow-lamps budded in the light blue trees,
And girls glanced lovelier as the air grew dim,-

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Peer Pressure

by Vincent G. Mead

Today I have been issued a dare, by my peer,
If I do what they ask I will get in trouble, but they swear,
my life they will not spear
And if I don't they will make me into a rubble I am so
scared, who cares?
Tonight I can't sleep, this trouble is too deep,
I can't make a peep, I began to weep,
Is there no one who cares? That I am so scared?
Because of my Peers, I am filled with fears
I cried out in despair, is there no one who cares?

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Recent Life Poems

Leaf

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Red leaf
with the stars,
falling.
Maroon dusk
crawling.
Twirling last
dance!
Prettier, livelier
than ever
before.

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De bron van ons bestaan

by Mario Odekerken

Uit sterrenstof,uit oertijdrijk,
ontsprong een fluistering, een zachte kijk.
Een vonk,een trilling,bijna niet te zien--
een droom van leven,stil misschien.

In elke vezel,in elk klein zaad,
klopt het mysterie,wonderbaarlijk en kwaad.
Een bron die zonder vragen geeft,
en in ons bloed en adem leeft.

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DNA

by Mario Odekerken

In spiraalsgewijs geweven pracht
draagt zij het lied van leven en kracht.
Vier kleine letters,nauw verbonden,
hebben sterren en bloemen geschonken.

Met adenine,cytosine,
guanine en thymine
spint zij dromen, weeft zij tijd,
bouwt zij leven,oneindigheid.

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De som van de waarheid

by Mario Odekerken

Alles wat breekt,
heeft ooit bestaan.
Alles wat zwijgt,
heeft ooit gesproken.

De waarheid ligt
in scherven op de grond,
verstrooid door handen
die niet durfden dragen.

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Door de wol geverfd

by Mario Odekerken

Door de wol geverfd,
niet oud,maar ingewijd,
in de taal van verlies
en het stille volhouden.

Elke rimpel
een verhaal,
elke blik
een zwijgende overwinning.

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