Augustine Poems - Poems about Augustine

In what good has it all come to In my imaginary mind? We roll through the wake of the water, Goddammitting our way through. Rising with our victories. Cursing in our swift descents. Buddhists are laughing on the shoreline. I’m selling popcorn on the boat. ...

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A mother Waddles Into the hospital They lay her down They prep her Time is now to birth a child And upon this day God has said The sunrise July 14, A spirit/physical burst forth Now then is how it begins The sunrise, the birth of … Nathania Augustine JoyLuv Williams 7/15/2021 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©...

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Joy Luv! Joy love; On July 14th afternoon, at 1:14 p.m. a special delivery was made; An angel came down from heaven; God has released another one of his daughters Lovejoy Joy Of Love Nathania Augustine Sheerah JoyLuv Williams A new birth, new granddaughter of James Edward Lee Sr. And how is my demeanor; Haven't been so proud I have yet to have...

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Time an illusion, to make sense of reality Reality an illusion, to order and place Order an illusion, to all that’s a given What’s given Divine —indefinable Grace (Villanova Chapel: September, 2020) ‘A Tribute To Augustine’s 3 Tenses Of Time, Present Past—Present Present—Present Future’...

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Moonlight is a shimmering sonata Softly sounded on Ludwig’s piano keys; A starry night is brightly layered oils Van brushed boldly upon a canvas skin; And gravity is Isaac’s red apple, Falling into...

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from the dust and din of the ancient Roman world, calling to people of good faith everywhere, to make imperialist, unjust war no more. ... But only the West's warmongers and profiteers hold the rostrum today... Those same "shoddy thieves and assassins", indeed. Instigators, and the mistaken, pretending their very best to not be making wars of mere choice, pretending to...

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Always holding fast loves muse; never distant from this seemingly Knights-errant spirit; symmetrical mirrors reflecting such hues amid these Revolving spectrums crossed.... Afore a galaxy of stars both near and afar ~ Scarlets vivid oarnge heart immersed in the pools of febrils Passion soaked gravitations thus red; filling these eyes and burning inside This Souls breezeway between the here and agains,...

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soft flames flickered offshore Timucuan tribal campfires luring Menendez’s armada Feast Day of St. Augustine 1565 Spanish settlers rowed covertly to shore more than 600 torches ushered in a new era of light torches turned to gaslights hanging yet today in a city of artists where street singers hope you’ll look their way centuries old Castillo de San Marcos ghosts of slaves held within cast a...

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He's sorry for what he's done.... he's apologetic, but the moon she's crumbled in my palms and drenched in my tears. I rub my hands across my jeans and shoot stars across my ripped up, tarnished wardrobe maybe he'll witness me before he closes his eyes maybe he'll blind himself with tears... I'm kicking tomorrow off my feet so I can walk, barefoot, backwards and tattered...

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