Best Fane Poems

*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

He'll heal his heel.
They sow so they sew.
His aide aid with an ade.
You saw...

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ke  sereti sa ngwana mobu,
Itsibulo la murufe'a phogole
ke mmina nonyana nna ke ila tlhantlhagane
Gesu re bina ka tlhwatlhwadi tse pedi re a tshagela
ke gabo...

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Whoever might with just free words beside
Speak of the blood and in full too of sores
Which I saw now, with a narration wide?

Any speech will...

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Near Lake Fane the sheep graze in thy green meadow.
At ease, ewes are seen nibbling field blades most fine,
where fierce lion's shape may cast no...

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how soft is thy land to buy in hand
with one but yet common armor 
fought against with yee farmer 
breathing for glory amongst enemy

a feeling...

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How thou art never flee to thy subconscious mind
From what I know I plea to thee and to all around

Thou suffering an raise thou pure...

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Before the storm everything appeared to be lucent
But, then the rain fell upon my window
All the things I knew, now blurred
Light that once guided me...

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In a lonely garden there' s a shrine
where upon a rough hewn stone is writ:
“GOD IS LOVE.”

The devoted supplicants make wail,
water the flowers, feed with...

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Half solid half softened whence the moon sheds saturninity down to a boudoir maudlinly marooned.
Half directly half deviously whether the night wind sneaks to snoop...

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I have slept in beds of roses,
And walked o’er fields of thyme.
I am called the wanderer
Of every mount and clime.
My back is marked by lashes.
I...

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In a lonely garden is a shrine
where upon a rough hewn stone is writ:
“GOD IS LOVE.”

The devoted supplicants make wail,
water the flowers, feed with crumbs
the...

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Just of you
everything
saviour of him
unique
sun of God

centre of evrything
everlasting
nothing git in way
trst in him
rely the fane of God
everything is differ o me...

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In lightless pit of silent vale 
Treading softly on broken shale
No noise I plead, no noise I beg
Lest I wake the beast with in my...

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it all started on a nothing day
one where the sun shines just so
not too hot, not too cold, like the tea
that stirred easy in the...

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Standing up on this polished stone as
A bard once upon a time
In the utopian monarchy of my lonely thought
Sharping up the plight for its prime.
As...

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