Best But For The Grace Of God Poems

Mourn not my Son... your Father's dead
And there's nothing to be done.
Do not mount the battlements in my defense
As the race was fairly won.

The kitchen...

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I'm a Warrior

Don't bleed of fear

Armed and ready for battle

Anytime Anywhere


Don't look for trouble

But if trouble be

Skies of lightning and thunder

Strike my enemies


Am a Warrior

No...

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Governments have been intent on 
eradicating our rights one by one
Backing us in a corner with countless 
threats with nowhere to run 

Under the disguise...

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A POEM MADE UP OF CLICHES

At Poetry Soup we're admonished
Never to use cliches
They provide us an extensive list
For the error of our ways

But one thing...

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Those evil thorns of bitterness
That couldn't bear to see
This child so loved and so adored
By their father
Captain Lee

Until one day in early May
When she went...

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I will watch their winged endurance, on the crest of autumn's eve,
without knowing where or distance, but in faith they must believe
As the harsh breath...

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My sister and I 
She was five and I was eight 
Walking home from school 
About a mile from our house 
Bang! She got hit...

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Ave Maria

I hear the cries, the ties that bind.
I recall it all when Easter comes.
His suffering upon the cross our
Great and humble loss endured for...

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Azure-accentuated ambiance awaits aspiring artists
Baby’s birth brings blessings, blowing boredom-blues
Cool calmness charms circumspect chefs to create cuisine cravings 
Daybreak dos and don’ts discipline drivers from...

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I see Him in the plants and trees
With the flowers caressed by bees
I see Him in the ocean’s breeze
He is breathing life into all of...

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The grace of God is free, it's true
But cost our LORD'S great sacrifice,
A ransom paid for me and you
For no human good could suffice.

The grace...

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Beneath the illumination of the elliptical moon,
Within the cove of diamond bay, waves gently sway
Back and forth, under the oceans clarity of the big blue,
As...

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I was born fifty years ago on April 10th 1964
Looking back through the years I began to explore

My mama said when it was time for...

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RAINDROPS OF IMMORTALITY

Smiles were stolen from me long time ago
Days gone gray as storms rush to play: my...
They drain. Fervently, I called to the Heavens...

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Metaphorically they are
As rust to iron
In the fields of
The hunger demon
Ravaging timelessly
Small potatoes
Are like
The Grace of God....

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