Best Contentions Poems

The year has finally yawned and turned       
Upon a half-revealed shoulder.
A vibrancy, intrinsic to a reemerging 
Enforcement of the strengthening light, 
In its deliberate and unconcerned      
Way, heightening, with increasing vigour,   ...

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Skies star-crossed over treacherous weather
Divided voices splintered in turmoil
Hope dissolved along with burning heather
across four score and twenty summers’ soil
Yet, I have seen redemption in the street
Those in hunger offer their meager bread
Greenery brought to deserts of concrete
Contentions cooled by kinder words, instead
Hearts pump in...

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MY SIN IS GREAT BUT GOD'S GRACE IS GREATER

My sin is great but
God's grace is greater
Your sin is great but
God's grace is greater
I may have been a idolater, greedy,  in covetousness, gluttony
Complaining, not loving God with all my heart, mind, soul, and strength 
You...

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Tell us of folks with conscience clear on terror; of trusted neo
terrorists that oust teams, terrorizing thousands... near, far, and wide

May it marinate in their minds; peace and equality are as grated rind
with scent of pure zing... unlike vexed souls, bent on terrorism

Just last night,...

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For hills and ideals we died,
How many dreams went buried with us
No one shall ever know.

For mounds of ideals
Created by men who sit behind polished wood desks
We strangers met in unnamed places
Where we slew one another in red waves of senseless fury
To satisfy their contentions;...

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A tiny mottled maple leaf
appeared outside my window pane.
Its superficial veiny face
Clung wet glass precariously.
Its nemesis, the wind, blew strong
But yet the tiny thing held on.
Its struggle onset reverie
I saw self-similarities:
bygone years of bold contentions
underdog I need to mention;
but like this leaf I gave my...

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My thoughts, not like what can be written on paper -
A paper so thin that you can see through,
onion paper, yes,
are not worth citing still,
they are just empty words, like yours
or others that resemble someone like you.
No need to feel "oh, so insulting"
just think on...

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Our cognitive and emotional struggles against dissonance of all varieties,
and struggles for more resonant love 
and resilient health
work better as decompositions laid out 
in-between EgoMind and EcoBody

As cooperative nondual co-arising partners,
Left and Right MindBody
of one Tao (0)-Soul panentheistic identity
with interior landscape of primally inter-relational dipolarity,
a...

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Punk is not dead. It was never alive.
We stitched it together from mangled parts
with contents we poured from inconstant hearts
in our basements during bleak nights.
Finding in art the best ways to survive
a world beyond our vague comprehension.
Some wounds will never taste restoration,
some demons may never...

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The sport of ball games is many each summer and each fall. 

Within the Major leagues, and the Minors are many whines. 

The events that are pitted causes Peewees to bawl. 

Excuses like pines and whines, and levying of fines. 


Steroidal abuse accusations prevalent are...

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“You play on my every weakness from my past, 
As a heart-wrenched spirit of truth caresses your comrades
They are perturbed as you are by the magnificent light,
To challenge your heart, is to render the fight…”

A darkness all around growled its presence known
As the silence of...

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No matter what you've done
 in the past
I was in Idolatry, greed, covetousness, love of money, 
I was Complaining, not loving God full of gluttony, 
High-mindedness, disobedience, lover of self, 
GOD LOVES ME

I put family, friends, job, or anything else above God 
These things I've...

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Mr. Telephone man, I got some questions to run past you
Is it the phone the line or is this cold dime just that coo.
Honey’s a spit’n image of the woman in my contentions.
I like the way she writes and recites, my heart loves to listen.
Not...

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A word play you said!  The mimic copycat this day
For hundreds of people to sigh and feel the now 
Will take ages to write one and play! Forby and see'

The butter skin the irish eyes tiptoe stepped on ice
Waves of her curles shivered in...

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The touch of imperfectionality on some naked truth.
It burns deep into the flesh of happiness,
Yet stands smiling at the laxity of frailty.
A drop of legality would have seared the ice.
Some degree of excess consciousness couldn't avail indiscretion.
So selfish I was, struck the baton to revealing.
Tore...

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