72 Poems | Examples

air 72

hello are there 
I can feel it in the air
I think I'm alone 
so I'm at home

Reward Of 72 Verge Ends

               All... picks out a variety.
Like roses, plucked.
He chooses a fat one.
He chooses an unwilling one, a willing one. 
How did she get to...?
As long as we are enslaving objects for eternity.
Oh, well. Let's get some red ones, so fiery so
delicate.
The yellow ones will do what you want, 
I will take a dozen, oo she thorned my hand.
You cannot do that this is not Hell masquerading as Heaven.
Or the Devil masquerading as God !
Oh, well. Let's get a dozen black ones ...

Embarrassing

Full of Breaches - Bitcoin Poem 072

The history of fiat 
Is chock full of breaches
Of centralized power
That pushes and reaches

Debasing our money
The looters and leeches
Gaslighting people
With Keynesian speeches 

Where is our money
In fractional banks?
They lend out in bubbles
And give us no thanks

Restricting our freedoms
With raw overreaches
Yes, the history of fiat
Is brimming with breaches

But now we have freedom
From theft and abuse
A better money in Bitcoin
And the power to choose

The central bank must be trusted not to debase the currency, but the history of fiat currencies is full of breaches of that trust. Banks must be trusted to hold our money and transfer it electronically, but they lend it out in waves of credit bubbles with barely a fraction in reserve. 

Satoshi Nakamoto

No Title, Yet - 72

I do want children; I just don’t want them with you
Because you and I have two different points of view.

The things in which we differ are nowhere near the same.
Such as, we want to call them completely different names.

I want to raise them in the faith of my religion,
While you have a completely different vision.

I would like a little boy, while you would like a girl.
And, if you didn’t get your way, you’d blame the world.

You and I are never going to see eye to eye,
So, let’s just part ways right now, and say our goodbyes.

Tales of Suspense 72-74

A giant robot, a winged aircraft 
and a mechanical Red Skull
all combine as a super sleeper
designed to destroy the world

But Captain America would not
let them have their way
"Can the Sleeper be stopped?"
questions the Cap

He would land on the sleeper
and short circuit it's works
and it would crash into the ocean
saving the world one more time

Bee Lieve - Tanka 72

                                            BElieving in life
                                            Helping plants and flowers grow
                                            Queen, Workers, and Drones
                                            Big odorant receptors
                                            Swarming sweet fertility

Learn Well the Value In Affliction - Psalm 119: 65-72

The Lord my God is always true and holy
being fair to His servant all the time
for He keeps to His inspired word
so we learn not to commit any crime

In God alone learn judgment and knowledge
holding to His commandments so pure
for in the past, I went wildly astray
now keep to God's word to faithfully endure

My God is good who always does good
I plead for His statutes I be taught
with mockery, I'm infiltrated with lies
in my heart, I stay true not wanting caught

Your law oh God is my daily bread
while their heart feels not at all
I'm pleased that affliction has came
so to learn how to stand as a wall

Listen well to God's holy law
for it's better than all the gold
that this world is able to offer
for it's eternal to never grow old

(This is my " Psalm 119 project" which I began to write a couple of years ago, so this is the ninth poem of twenty-two poems I've written over that time to cover all of Psalm 119.)

Haiku's Temple 72

Summer lines in August,
spider temple and tangents:-,
whether green, blue or red.

Sonnet 72 'The Beauty of the Day Is In Your Face'

The Beauty of the Day is in your face,
It shines like soft light in the dappled shade.
Enfolds my heart and makes it beat apace,
Its radiance is of golden sunlight made.
O, daring flies the heron, flies by me
And dares me, soft, to take your quiet hand.
Of Hopes, there are particularly three
That march beside me up the golden sand:
That I may hold your smile within my heart,
That some bright day, I may your fingers, kiss
That I, in light, may paint you, Sacred art.
These three, and by the falling water's bliss
We, two, sit peaceful and the heron praise
Who wakened in my heart this song of days.

Vbt Practice 72 of 112

There is no desire and we see no object
We too disappear as the subject

That that remains
Is presence unstained

Wherein we abide
With God inside

Our being

30-November-2020

(72nd of the 112 meditation practices of Vijnana Bhairavas Tantra as inspired from the book, ‘The Secret Supreme’ by Swami Lakshmanjoo)

Misc 72

Misc. 72

My Thoughts On Change

All that man can do to slow change
Is a mere inconvenience to God?
Though we may dig our heels in and resist it,
Change began with life itself.

Some change evolves from God,
While the remainder is man induced.
 
Within this, I see two types of change,
Meaningful change (should be embraced)
And change just for the sake of changing.
(This is where my heels dig ruts).

I use three criteria in my life for determining a need for change.
1) Is it necessary? 
(Genuine need or simply something that would be nice.)

2) Whose ego will benefit primarily from the results of this change?
 (Be unselfish; don’t act on my perceived need)

3) Can I afford its cost? 
(Are we neglecting some other need in order to instigate this change?)
[Something that might have a greater impact on God’s work?]

72

When it came to my existence, you and Mom were my creators.
But Mom died in March of 2013 and you died four months later.
When you died, you joined Mom in Heaven.
You were brought into this world 72 years ago today in 1947.
But I'm sorry to have to say that you and Mom aren't with us anymore.
I didn't want to believe it when the doctor said that you were done for.
I remember thinking that now I have no parents on the night when you died.
You were born 72 years ago today but your life ended in 2013 on the 13th of July.

[Dedicated to Charles F. Johnson (1947-2013) who died on July 13, 2013.]

Expanding - Longing For Impact -Psalm 72, 67

We all have ambition a real driving force
but is ambition really worth it all
after all, life has only a few short years
once need a stick before being down to crawl

The psalmist tells of the King of Israel
with justice and righteousness, he did reign
this godly reign was of lasting blessing
it was like the land being showered with rain

Israel's King reigns over the nations
so many ignorant of God's gospel
why will they bow before this king?
he shall deliver the needy from their shell

The hearts of the nations will he win
for the quality of his mercy will effect
to draw them into his blessed fold
indeed God's purpose to lovingly select

God brings joy around all the nations
for it, He will be known around the globe
His praise increase for overflowing blessing
long for God, kingdom ambitions in your probe

(PSALM 72 & 67)

Fires of Imagination 72

a poetic recitation

Happening 72 Ear Candy

happy
     so happy
look 
      about,
what 
       do you see
everything
      is glad to be
     alive...
the sun
          shines
even
      when it
it's 
     raining 
         outside,
clap,clap
as we dance
as we jive..
..alive..alive

inspired by Boccerini String Quartet minuet

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