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شعر و ادب POEMS AND ARTS. Monday, 13 August 2012. فرعون يخطب في الجموع. فرعون يخطب في الجموع. من فوق نهر النيل. هامان .واقف يقول. فلتقرع الطبول .ولتسمعي ايتها الشعوب. وجنده من خلفه كذيله. ويعزف السلام وشعبه من فرحة. يطير قلبه مع كفه. عاش فرعون البطل .عاش فرعون البطل. فرعون يخطب في الجموع. ولتنظروا للنيل من اجراه. من اسقاكموا من ماه. انا ربكم. انا ربكم. انا ربكم. بشدة وحدة تصفق الجموع. انا ربكم .قد قالها فرعون. من غيرما استحياء بل قالها في قوة وكبرياء. بالجهر باللسان في استعلاء من غير خوف او وجل. على الان...
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poemsandbooks | poems, books, God, Jesus, inspiration, family, fun, fiction, children's books
Poems, books, God, Jesus, inspiration, family, fun, fiction, children's books. IT’S OKAY AFTER ALL. August 9, 2011. IT’S OKAY AFTER ALL. A Personal Story of Childhood Abuse. First Printing / First. Printed in the United States of America. EMC – Paradise Publishing Company. New Smyrna Beach, FL. Please contact us via email. A non-profit organization dedicated to the treatment. And assistance of adults that were abused as children. Tell us your situation and let us see if we can help. Love of a Mother feel...
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poemsandbowties | Spoken Word
17/40 – Quoth The Raven. 16/40 – DEAD END. The Internet Tribal Movement. 15/40 – The Serpent In The Grass. On Dr Seuss and Anapestic T…. On Dr Seuss and Anapestic T…. An old man carries a gun. A young boy rolls in the grass. A fair woman reads on the balcony. A baby wails for food. A strong man mows the lawn. A teenage girl prepares for a date. A middle-aged man fetches the mail. A mother cleans the windows. A dog runs throughout the house. Across the street,. The curtains in the windows sway. Without th...
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Paulo Demee's Blog | Poems and Colours
Paulo Demee's Blog. 8220;Soleil Levant”, François-Auguste Ravier. 8220;Os Nossos Sonhos são Hermes de Mármore”, Rainer Maria Rilke. OS NOSSOS SONHOS SÃO HERMES DE MÁRMORE. Os nossos sonhos são hermes de mármore. Que pomos nos nossos templos. E iluminamos com as nossas grinaldas. E aquecemos com os nossos desejos. Nossas palavras são bustos feitos de ouro. Que levamos connosco para os dias. Os deuses vivos elevam-se. Na frescura de outras praias. Estamos sempre extenuados,. Quer fortes, quer em repouso,.
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"Roses among Thorns" | simple poems and poetry for thought
Simple poems and poetry for thought. May 28, 2015. Search me Found to be Search me Hearts see Search me Me to be we Search me world to see Search me Life be thee. 35 TImes around the sun. February 2, 2012. Time hath flown and so many years I take my time to reflect on my past moments though i would want to write a poem This time i want to share a few words of thought from my experience which might not be much SO here are a few of Petys ( as my best … Continue reading →. December 13, 2011. October 29, 2011.
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Poems and Essays
Monday, December 24, 2012. I grew up in North Alabama during the 1950's. Life was mostly laid back during the summer, but come fall harvesting cotton became an activity of focus by most poor people. Pickin' cotton meant we could have a few extras mostly in the form of food. Here is a short poem about my experience pickin' cotton. Hope none of my offspring ever have to experience that. Rooster crows, feet on floor. Breakfast: sausage, gravy, biscuit. Coffee, two cups, blood flows. Silent supper sound sleep.
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Poems and fiction class
Poems and fiction class. Monday, November 5, 2007. More on the copepod front. So I have spent 13 hours in one week looking for copepods with egg sacks through a microscope, than once I find one I have to catch it with an eyedropper. It is a lot harder than you would think. My eyes start to twitch after about 20 minutes of straight looking through the scope and my hands cramp up on top of that. It reminds me of playing Trauma Center for the Wii. Monday, October 29, 2007. Sunday, October 21, 2007. Through ...
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Every tree laid bare,. Every limb a skeleton;. Life is ".crushed to earth". Posted by Marc Edwards. Links to this post. First Snow, 2016. Snow like baby fat rolls;. Winter is in force. Posted by Marc Edwards. Links to this post. Each step in the pheasants' strut;. Autumn winds it down. Posted by Marc Edwards. Links to this post. Rusting mountain top,. Brownish red maples and oaks;. Posted by Marc Edwards. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Enter your email address:. 11/27 - 12/04 (1). 11/15 ...
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Poems & Insults
Viernes, 23 de octubre de 2015. De vuelta a la vida. La última entrada en este Blog fue el 18 de Septiembre de 2009. Desde entonces, muchas cosas han pasado: una boda, un piso, un divorcio, viajes, un malestar vital en aumento, una voz que chillaba incansable a la que no escuchaba, o a la que no sabía escuchar. La fuerza que latía. Mi susurro interior. Viernes, 18 de septiembre de 2009. Si de lo que me acuerdo de ti va desapareciendo cada día que pasa. Si me doy cuenta que no nos conocemos. Insistes poco...
