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2/3/10: Thousand

We reached 1,000 poems yesterday! Woooooo! To celebrate, today’s topic is thousand.

Today’s classic poem is by the Ukrainian poet Taras Shevchenko.

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6 Poems

  1. Russell says:

    each little step
    doing its part
    along with the thousand others
    to get me where
    I need to be

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  2. wryness says:

    You can tell me
    and you can tell me
    and you can tell
    me and you can
    tell me and
    you can tell
    me and you
    can tell
    me and
    you
    can
    tell
    me;
    I tell you
    You can tell me a thousand times
    and I still won’t know it until
    you throw away your words
    and stop for a moment
    and touch my arm
    and look into my eyes
    and say it.
    That will show it.

    And then ten years later when there are
    dirty dishes and a crying
    baby, and multiplication tables
    to be reviewed,
    and we have no money,
    if I am fighting the wind
    and you are fighting the wind
    and both of us are still fighting the wind
    but I have my hand in your hand
    and your hand in my hand
    then you won’t have to tell me with words
    because I’ll still know it.

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  3. Meryl says:

    I’ve attempted so many times
    to commit a thousand crimes.
    But before I even begin
    someone always turns me in.

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  4. Tristan says:

    A thousand times
    I’ve said I won’t.
    Don’t do it, man!
    Don’t, don’t, don’t!

    But my will is weak,
    my supporters few,
    and I go back to doing
    what I always do.

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  5. embermichelle2011 says:

    Thousand

    A thousand eyes,
    Cry two thousand tears.
    They weep for the broken,
    The lost and forsaken.
    A thousand hearts,
    Bleed two thousand lives.
    They are broken and bleeding,
    Living but unused.
    A thouand ears,
    Listen two thousand times.
    They are alert and focused,
    To hear the saddening tales.
    A thousand lives,
    Die two thousand deaths.
    They fall for their country,
    To save the lives of others.
    A thousand graves,
    Hold two thousand souls.
    They hold the soldier and his honor,
    For the rest of eternity.

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  6. Nicole_marie_montgomery2 says:

    A thousand ways to say i do
    A thousand ways to say its true
    A thousand ways just me and you
    A thousand eyes that sit and cry
    A thousand hearts that lie and die

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