We've got water to walk on
...A storm is brewing
It's coming to a head.
all of society is in danger
but by the Spirit we will be led
the blustering winds of bigotry are fierce
causing racial isolation
the hurricanes of ha...
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Categories:
afeard, courage, gospel, symbolism,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Valentine’s Bridge
...There’s a train on the track
And it’s not coming back
It will plunge far below
Nowhere else it can go
Up ahead I can see
Where the bridge used to be
Where the bridge used to be
Is a ...
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Categories:
afeard, valentines day,
Form: Rhyme
Walking With the Wind
...I was an environmental scientist, working with large wind farm developers,
To harness wind and generate electricity, as a plum sun flees, to tell others.
I worked at helping developers comply, wi...
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Categories:
afeard, appreciation, beauty, fantasy, nature,
Form: Couplet
Shades
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"Shades"
You shade me
I shade you
stops the sun burning
eternally through
long nights’ deep bleed
the blue birds lead the way;
"definitely no more flowers",
you say.
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Categories:
afeard, heart, muse, mystery,
Form: Narrative
Awaken Adriennes
...The brighter, the flame-kiss.
So holy, reborn bliss.
The infill, a housing.
The trumpet arousing.
The oiling, the shiny-beard.
Aaron’s hope, sans afeard.
A lamp on, asleep ten.
Awaken, Adrienn...
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Categories:
afeard, christian,
Form: Couplet
Dang Shameful
...I'm afeard of the youngins a followin' us elders
I'm afeard of this world and I pray
That you expose them thar varmit polutitions
Who narry mean nothin they say
And I am old and never had any...
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Categories:
afeard, corruption, fear, perspective,
Form: Rhyme
Tombstone Jack
...here be layin mean en evil tombstone jack
they done shot em six times in the back
they was afeard of his dead eye aim
that gived jack his well knowd name
but now they kin jist call em holey
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Categories:
afeard, america, humor,
Form: Cowboy Poetry