Best Gashes Poems

      These scars on my soul are beautiful and painful,
deep gashes that cannot be seen except in my eyes;
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A Trek Into A Forest Wonderfully Deep,
(New Dawn- Second Battle, Part Two) 

This vista, newfound view image of divine scene
fertile virgin ground, pretty as a...

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sometimes i talk to myself, 
my mind is racing,
i dont know what to do...
so hard to explain.
depression isn't a stage
or a faze some kids go...

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"Heart"  

Deep fissures formed
in the cracks of 
the nowhere place
where time leeched
bleeding claret 
through the green 
veined blues

protean bit by bit
the flesh disappears
prematurely 6ft...

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Stepped from ashes
healed are gashes
from sin's lashes
with God's glory.

Blessed in rivers
drunk by givers
love delivers
Gifted story.

By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
for Nettle's Desiderata Contest, 12/5/14
Theme #3...

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These scars on my soul are beautiful and painful,
deep gashes that cannot be seen except in my eyes;
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No torrid steel rod cauterized my wounds
I could not lick the festering gashes clean
Your sharp-bladed tongue bit too deep
fangs plunged with each vile cursed scene

No...

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She drives that wobbly car
Stacked to the roof with goods
Squalor taunts her thus far
As she hides under hoods

Her babe cries behind bags
Baubles of plastic sneer
Purpose...

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Deceiving Beams From False Moons Often Fall

Deceiving beams from false moons often fall
To those sad, lonely and lost love blinded
Aching for tender-sweet renewed love calls
Fall...

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Description:  This piece deals with lies and deception...really....I am actually
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Flanders: Summer 1920
 
The summer zephyr softly grooms
The golden ripening barley field
Makes gentle waves of feathered plumes
And earth by nature’s hand is healed

Mere two years...

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If I were to close my eyes or dare to blink
I'd sink in salty rivers of tears on my cheeks

I wonder how long the flow...

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I stare at the 
chair of memories
where you once sat 
and lingered.
I see your sweet 
silhouette
as shadows shift 
across the ground.

Merry eyes and 
rippled laughter
barely...

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mr. buffet can’t believe that
so much “inequality exists
without people really getting upset” &
as he & some of his richest friends in the world
start to give...

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Sticks and stones, may break my bones,
but some words are like mountains that can swallow you in its depth,
overtake you in its splendor -
I've known...

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