Son Beauty Poems

She spoke of both Rephaim and Nakim
she spoke of them with
a fair fondness
KaI(so4)2,,12H2O
potassium alum
to make crystals and seeds 
of red jasper rough
personal and confidental
refractions of...

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An eerie glow swallows up the sun as our men lie wounded,
Brass against iron, loud clanks of armor, and the glorious hymn of victory,
Today we...

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Bayezid Bostami- 
A caring soul , a devoted one, for his mom, 
since he was a child,  
On a moonlit night, at  midnight...

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A mother lulls her son to peace
to loose his fist
and calm his arm
and sleep his chest

To make lion of his throat
turn roar his nose
and bow...

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The spruce boughs looks so much larger once we get inside,
green needles trickle to the ground, a slow and steady tide,
so tall and stately you’d...

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Hitler, the artist

It is Christmas Eve, and the TV has nothing to offer
but sentimental tunes and the endless stories of how
a rich man became nice...

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Sitting in the mountains of Washington state
Trying to change my fate
My crazy drives me away
For long I don't stay
Peace of mind
Trying to find
Sitting by a...

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Beauty the sun that rises each day
Beauty the wind that blows through the trees.
Beauty the rain that falls from above.

Beast the hatred we do based...

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Lying quietly, on the edges of a prayer, the beautiful only seen by the heart – It is like a tear that bleeds quietly through...

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The five Ps of God
P is for Peace that we have with God
(Romans 1:7) “Grace to you and Peace from God our Father and Lord...

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"Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. It's what sunflowers do." – Helen Keller


Sunflowers spin pretty stories
Inviting quiet dreams, growing
Memories,...

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ask me about my day as a sweeper today..
its hilarious to even tell this to all today..
the supervisor the power abusing man.
have fallen in love...

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So, what is Beauty?

One may say
it is the rose

another, perhaps, would say
luscious lips, and a cute ski nose

a loving mother would say
definitely her children

a proud...

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Such long hours he spends - back bent and head bowed,
laboring at a battle that will last
far beyond the day when death leaves him cowed,
to...

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Act of Love
John, joined other urchins; ran away from home
He was eight years, his mother died
Father, alcoholic, abused his only son:
Physically assaulted little John.
Uncontrolled fear...

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