Broken Branches It was almost time for harvest. Her boughs, laden with fruit engorged by the goodness received from the roots, put strain on her branches; far more than she could take. Even holding too much treasure can cause someone to break. © Broken Branches is a poem about life written by Ms Moem.
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Trading Grains ~ A Poem
Trading Grains is a poem about life written by Ms Moem. ©
A Poem About Staying Positive
This poem about staying positive is written by Ms Moem.
A Word Of Encouragement
I got a lovely email from a lady who wanted to know if I thought it was worth her while to publish some books she’d written and to try and make a go of making poetry her living. I’m not really a careers advisor, so I decided that the best response would be a poem. …
No Sale ~ Poem
No Sale It’s a shame you used your silence to tell me what you meant. Your words are your currency and you left yours unspent. No cash in your pocket? No cheques for the bank? No loose change in the sofa? I got the hint. Thanks. No Sale is a short poem by Ms Moem.
Don’t Hold Back Your Poetry
Hold My Hand Daddy | A Poem
Hold My Hand Daddy Hold my hand Daddy And show me the way So that I can go out In the big world one day. Teach me the basics And then let me learn. Should I ever get stuck I’ll know just where to turn. Cheer me up Daddy When I’m feeling blue. I can …
Be – Poem
Be brilliant. Be funny. Be adventurous. Be exciting. Be confident. Be inquisitive. Be warm. Be inviting. Be happy. Be grateful. Be willing. Be brave. Be bold. Be inspiring. Be remarkable, but behave. Be nice and be giving. Be sensitive. Be caring. Be proud and be honourable. Be open. Be sharing. Be smart and be curious. …
Hold My Hand Mummy
Hold My Hand Mummy Hold my hand mummy And show me the way So that I can go out In the big world one day. Teach me the basics And then let me learn. Should I ever get stuck I’ll know just where to turn. Cheer me up mummy When I’m feeling blue. I can …
Free | Poem
What gives us personality? What encourages conversation? What helps you to be comfortable Yet allows for exploration? What makes us unique? What gives us a choice? What allows us to be quiet Or use the gift our voice? Every decision is a fork in the road. Each path that you take can be confidently strode. …
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