Best Fruitfully Poems

This Current Life of Mine
          Created by the Supreme Almighty for His pleasure, I bear His image with body, soul, and spirit --- fashioned through His omnipotent omniscience by His unconditional love.  Indeed, I am...

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Eagle light, I sun to you; through burning rainbows of the precious holy triangle, in the eyeful name of faith. Thanking you, for boldness, tameness,and firmness.

I choose to cloud strong in the stars of your perfections, with all righteousness. 

I renounce the fold and toad...

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We sisters three
Do so decree
That these men
Know their sin.

Reaz, you mortal Fool
Illy was your sacred Jewel.
How could you endlessly cheat 
And lead her on with such deceit?

We sisters three
Do so eloquently decree
That these foolish men
Never ever hurt again.

Lamar you are a lazy bum.
To crack you...

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I want to be honest, fruitfully honest
But now in pain, I waver
I would much rather live in the dark hallows of my mind
Where honesty is blurred in visions of imagination
Blurred in a world where lies are often welcomed
Lies often unfurl laces of truths
I guess I...

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I wanted in my poetry cup
Neither fixed heat nor cold
Sought just to raise it up
Close to your hair gold

No centre is required to write
A poem of beauty or struggle
Rather a fugitive’s might
To bring out those lovely bubbles

We live mostly in thoughts
Of pictures and colors various
Trying...

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I was a happy, fluent linguist, fruitfully helping revive endangered languages,
As colorful rainbows walk across the sky, in buttery hours, turned languorous.

I enjoyed doing practical fieldwork, and establishing useful literary programs,
As the honeysuckle sun loves to found days, in silver and gold time, so grand.

Verbal...

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There's consequences in all we say and do 
Go forward and walk your walk and I'll go ahead and talk my talk 
Quite distraught due to the fact that you're too good to be true
I know that the Lord of Accord will be following me...

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Surely, Sherlock was rooted in the home.
But his ruby slippers
Had worn-out souls
So the jaded detective
Followed Fitzgerald and the lost generation.
But somewhere in between chapters
And the thicket of printed syllables,
He took a wrong turn
And found himself in neverland.
The lost generation 
Morphed into barbaric
Lost boys
And though the...

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A lovely blush she does give
           upon the earth where we live.
           A rosey light she does share
       ...

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My God, You are so good* to me…
Despite my sinfulness and selfishness
You gave Yourself to me with Your loving kindness
To save me from hell and give me eternal life’s fullness.
Such I can’t fathom; thus, let me acknowledge Your graciousness!

You are so merciful to me…
Though I...

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A few years back,
in the prior millennium,
1993 to be more precise
Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi
born without a stage name
had his book entitled "The Evolving Self" published,
by which he meant The ReGeneratively Nutritious Flowing Self,
but he was probably shy of too-long, user-unfriendly, titles,
so we have this more evolutionary psychology
which...

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Black and gold,
Black and gold,
Will forever burn fruitfully in my soul.

Young and old,
True fans of the New Orleans Saints.
We have been through the storm.
We have had to mourn,
But a new way of life is about to be born.

Black and white,
We’ve fought the fight,
And won!
No more...

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To speculate Destiny
So diverse to many,
some ponder it plenty
Attacked me at age twenty.

Are our lives set by divinity?
Does everyone have this born affinity?
Coming from the trinity-
Continuing for eternity?

So many questions to why we are born
Some induced to scorn, lives lived forlorn,
Others go back to religion,...

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You could call me a goat in heaven 
Yes I am the goat that waters and watches the crops in Gods garden,
for it is still early to sow and work as much as I want.

Yes I am the goat that plants and waters the lemon...

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Alpha

To live beyond death
we must know life beyond honor and disgrace.

Not "must" in the injunctive sense of "thou shalt"
but Earth's more dusty must 
of ecological integrity.

Midway

Those who know do not speak
beyond active listening communion.
Those who speak, 
without first listening, 
do not know
to whom they speak.

Fill...

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