Best Ashes To Ashes Poems

A Beckoning finger glides her flight
tasting the wind,
to gather insight

Lifting her arms tendril-ed to light
drifting in feeling,
is darkness and fright

Soaring to plains,knights had fought
in helmets and headstones
her passion is wrought

A Flaming phoenix,re-birthed no more
A splendor embers
to ash on the floor

Wizards are slain and witches dispelled
majestic...

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The first time I saw Vera...

I saw: A scrawny, wrinkled, little thing with sallow wrinkled skin, a head of fine white hair that looked like a dandelion gone to seed and a pair of faded blue eyes that still managed to twinkle. 

A REAL BEAUTY...

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I find myself at times in my life,
at a turning point- which way do I go?
and I always returned to the foothills 
Searching for an inkling of a feeling of home
Long after the farm had been foreclosed on
Sad, as I watch the cattle now in...

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From ashes
she rises, 
absolving
cleansing, 
face, hands, feet.
Four months, 
Ten days, 
She mourns.
She weeps.

She clothes herself now
in an adornment of white
bowing privately, 
praying fervently, 
as bitter fumes
of acetone
seep beneath the door.

Her source is god.
Her destination is god.
She pleads with god now
for peace
As men mix and pour
A...

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WORLD NOT AS DIRTY 
    AS ALL POLITICAL GAMES 
         WAR, BURY SOLDIERS 


6/10/15...

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ASHES TO ASHES


If all of me sums up a to a pile of smoldered ash... 
Then all of me could fit into a glass; 
If that's all I amount to on this earth,
 I pray my soul finds everlasting worth.
Who Jah bless let no man...

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Ashes to ashes and rust to rust,
The Scarecrow and the Tin-Man, must
Have known what fate would come their way,
That fateful hour, that fateful day,
Into ashes to ashes and rust to rust.

They saw the writing on the wall,
Although it looked more like a scrawl,
Yet each one...

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Since she died, I have to build
a makeshift funeral pyre
to burn up all the secrets told
her letters lit afire

I read them through before I do
the funny, sweet and shocking
things she shared when we were kids
vicious flames now mocking

Their heat distorts my vision
with a wavering in...

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Too many thoughts tabulated by one soul
Repairing broken hearts like clockwork
Working the night like the day was a gift
Sunshine wandering off into distant deserts
Could I be right?
Could I be wrong?
Unsettled and uncomfortable
Relaxing into life 
Falling gently into imagination
Taken away to future places
Future lives
Future loves
Excitement takes...

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They can't have the Ashes trophy so they have a cup,
it's becoming irritating as they're trying to catch up,
there's nothing you can say, all out at the end of the day,
square leg in a round hole, not suitable some might say.

It looks like Sodom and...

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Ash Wednesday, one day to reflect
why Christ our souls would resurrect.	
Good it is to be in accord,
     time spent in fasting and prayer,
     repenting of sin and despair.
Good that forgiveness is implored,
     not...

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A devoutly religious man once said to me, "Everything you touch turns to dust when it should be turning into gold!" Afterwards I thought to myself, "Has he really forgotten that it is written, 'Ashes to ashes, dust to dust'?" So now I'm left wondering:...

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Ashes to ashes… dust to dust…

We begin as a tiny cell and die with our remains turning into 
little brittle specks of dust. All of our existence ends with our 
bodies melting into the earth churning with the clay. We live for 
love, we die...

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Lost
truth
That life
is naught but
a sequenced pattern
that finishes where it began 

~FJ Thomas...

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"Ashes to Ashes"
 He was here and now hes gone
 Yes to start a new
 I miss you already friend
 Know I will see you again......

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