Best Anoint Poems

For Brother Jacob, our fellow poet,
who lives his life
real and true to the call of God:

COME INTO MY HOUSE LORD

Come into my house Lord.
Anoint my...

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The wonder of nature you describe with the color of feelings 
that even the blind sees the beauty, for you anoint with your sight.
From my...

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Bestowed with femininity,
     wisdom, elegance, and grace,
 exemplifying dignity, 
     daughter of the human race.

X chromosome integrity
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Nirveda (sansk.) - aversion to existence

"The existent there is no cessation". Bhagavat Gita, 2.16



Addicted to existence, I may slain
or, maybe, they may slain me. I...

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In opulence you lie and dream
Of nothing but your Harem Queen
Her honeyed eyes and silky thighs
Those sultry moans and sated sighs
You dream of touching rounded...

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soak up the side streets of Montmartre, 
Paris, 	Pigalle on Boulevard de Clichy
class less 	art combusts	then drips 

- street beggars & tourists cant

writer Rubbish pastes...

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When the Sabbath was over, (the woman) bought spices so they might anoint Jesus’ body. Very early on the first day of the week, just...

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I AM YOUR SERVANT


I adore You Oh God, my King and my God,
The Most Powerful among all...

I am Your servant Father God
I want nothing but...

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If the Lord isn't for me, why do I live?
If the Lord does not bless me, why am I here?
If the Lord isn't for me,...

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CAFE   TERRACE   AT   NIGHT           (Van  Gogh)


Orbital focus of...

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History’s Greatest Miracle Play

Let me tell you a story - Prologue

Actors gather to play their parts
To set the stage – backdrops and props –
In history’s...

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Some poets take Soup contests so seriously
If they lose they respond so injuriously

We’re here to have fun; isn’t that really the point?
And a czar of...

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How different this place
this sanctuary feels, here
inside one’s head. Where
insidious illusions fondle
a subvert mind, and obscenities
resonate within the confusion,
when fidgety creatures, assume
guardianship of my preternatural
situation,...

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Egal your hurly-burly city,
Egal your stress bureaucracy;
Saturday I shall visit my garden,
Where I will bury all your plights
Like a slough snake long forgotten.

There await me...

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