Own Accord Poems - Poems about Own Accord

...In the vast field of beings, some are stars casting kindness, Somehow born with a mirage that drips mercy of its own accord. They traverse valleys and deserts, spreading, unwavering, their pure ess......Read the rest...

...n icy chill descends on 13 Beaver Veil Cottage as sisters Ester and Ellie walk gingerly up the steps on this wet and windy night. This once charming pied-a-terre was now in a final phase denouement.......Read the rest...

...????John 10:14-15 NIV?? [14] “I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me— [15] just as the Father knows me and I know the Father—and I lay down my life for the sheep. [17] The r......Read the rest...

...A sublime fragrance arises within, of its own accord, a surreal mist, which our tremulous heart slowly breathes in, touched by God’s grace, by Divine Mother kissed. Fullness in empt......Read the rest...

... In the darkness of the night, a ruby gleams to contrast a slumbered eye awakened to feeling, reflection, light, Lady "Genie", eyes aglow like a beast, in mid-stride, lost in her mid......Read the rest...

...There’s something about a sonnet that grips our heart, that cajoles our mind to be still, even as a song appears on our lips, of its own accord, in rhythm with God’s will. We begin not knowing ......Read the rest...

... i. ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even my spouse. My wife and son lay silent, all tucked in their beds, Visions of demons no long......Read the rest...

...Do you ever replay regrets, Breathing in that cracked breath, Inhaling the last of your little secrets, Never to suppose, this is not in fact, death. Even outside, your mind appears measured, ......Read the rest...

...Tears flow whenever I see your photo, Whenever I read you letters in the tiny tin I've kept from so long ago. Whenever I touch the ring on my finger, which is such a lovely memento of our everlas......Read the rest...

...Through the fog of time, memories fade, Selectively, they dance, a masquerade. They choose the fragments, both light and dark, A tapestry woven with a heartless spark. Tenderness vanishes, li......Read the rest...

...Methinks I'm overdoing these pep talks You people must be tired and bored I hereby announce, going back to the sillies Worry not, it's off my own accord A niche that's always been my cu......Read the rest...

...soma nectar flows and nodes pulsate of their own accord as presence witnesses this dance enigmatic regenerating within we feel complete 25-March-2023......Read the rest...

...It was the very first time I lay my eyes on him he smelled like summer and rays of sunshine "Be still my heart" I whispered to myself but as he uttered his first words to me, ......Read the rest...

... “Other Worlds They have not Lived” Writers, and poets, just like musicians feel they have the pulse of things, it’s an arrogance that declares I know, so much more than y......Read the rest...

...Not pied but a piper of a different sort, Partakers tend to frequent cuff and court. He seldom leads prefers to follow, Decorates flesh while insides hollow. And slowly lets his ways go sh......Read the rest...