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Architectural and Dogs

A large house on one floor with a multi-shaped roof
a myriad of inside doors fit for slamming when
House guests occupy all seven toilets 
The owner of this house is a semi-retired person
Who, after creating a human, fails like
Elon Musk with his exploding rockets
The gorillas were such an attempt, but he was 
kind and let his

The Architect of Morning

What if dawn delays at my pane,
Fearing dreams too long displaced?
I send my shadow down the lane—
It knows the streets I’ve never faced.

My homeland breathes in mother’s tea,
Its edges traced by grief and flame.
Each night the map reshapes for me,
Erasing paths I cannot name.

We built a house from borrowed years,
Rooms filled with seasons touched by

Netanyahu: The Architect of Smoke

O Benjamin,
Since the seventh of October, you have marched—
Through flame, through silence,
Through lullabies silenced beneath dust.
Still you cry terror,
But the world sees toys buried beneath broken walls,
And mothers clawing through stone for names once whispered at night.

You say Israel wants peace—
Yet sow salt in every seedbed of it.
How can peace be born from phosphorus fire?
From

The Architect of the Divine

More than a hindered of them  in colorful suits gathers in a room
Contemplating the replacement of an icon that has left us too soon the body did not get enough time to cool and there they are
casting lot over his  dead body  that lies still in the tomb
I am still figuring out

Architect of Our Destiny

“Your thoughts are the architects of your destiny.” ? David O. McKay
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                                         Architect of Our Destiny

 

Invisible Architect

This is what the soul wants, newness:
these sacrifices, this dedication, this patience,
the sound of children laughing in the bedroom,
my own voice like a new and unheard melody,
my own strength like the dreams I used to harbour.
I had to come this far to find my purpose.
Now I think that I will never leave.
Even when I go,

Confessions to My Architect

My spirit is forlorn, frightened, 
 and impaired.
You’re not hiding here in this hideous hell;
no longer your eyes, are broken in a cataract cell,
instead, you graze in the free fields,
feeding on the flock’s frivolous phrases, 
now part of a buoyant herd,
while I wallow in the ocean's pitiful past,
gliding in my hurricane of pain.
You wander merrily

Architect of the Nest

Without a bachelor's, master's, or PhD to think of,
No need, as this architect is adept, with credentials from above.

With its pristine vision, it takes twigs and all sorts of organic things,
And with an industrious spirit, it masterfully builds with its beak, digits, and wings.

Soon, there's the completion of a winsome design,
A naturally fortified rendering by

Silent Architect

No grasping hands can hold me tight, 
Yet in your lungs, I build pathways of light.

No distant chase, no yearning quest,
For I surround you, a life-giving guest.

The wind sings secrets, the clouds hold the score, 
But the breath of existence resides at your core.

Architect of Your Life

Imagine your dream life. Create your own Destiny. Turn Fate to your advantage. Be the Architect of your own life. Blessings and best wishes.

Architect of your life
By Michelle Morris
28/05/2023

If you could write your own story
If you could create your own Destiny 
What would you choose to do?
What would your story be?

Imagine your dream life 
Create

Architect of Life

I was an active, prominent architect, like fervent stars which race the sun,
Or exotic, summer flowers that bloom vibrantly, creating rapturous visions.

I'd wrought modernist skyscrapers, as huge trees lean into a bronze glaze, 
On raspberry, latter days, quite lovely, when azure blue jays sing in praise.

I had designed homes and buildings, to the plumb delight

Architect of Romance and Passion

The violin, betimes so sweet and soothing
    Architect of romance and passion

  Able to conjure shores of waves crashing  
    May the tears in her bow ever stay in fashion

Man Architect of Decay

Quote: When the energy of love dulls the longing for decay, the earth is at peace. By Poet


Welkin' yarns require seer tears to slump  
I sought the draped orb for aid by a glance
Adam will gnaw rite apples, yet scorn stump
Bitter truth was rousing in a harsh trance
Cyclone wreaked havoc; made him prance and

Architect and Poet

When poet, pamphlets
             As an architect, designs
              work, poetry done

Architect of Truth

My eyes, a canvas so white
Your brushes drew no light.
The architect of truth, still -
Your past, your legacy and will. 

A haven we walked through.
'This world will hurt you,
Petals, as shards will cut
A haven is anything but.' 

I broke and buried bricks, your truth
To hate the words that built my youth. 
I found your fear

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