Best Girdled Poems

once upon a time was babbling babe and  frolicking lamb 
now a soldier of grace seeking destiny in the great I am…
of age, I turned the page, my girdled mission is of He
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For Rick
And contest: Your Life "Mission Statement"
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This is an ancient land lapped by two seas in the south,
          girdled by mountains the highest on the earth.
Many mighty rivers flow across this fertile land,
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The Dance of Salome
Herod bellowed out the night's festive orders..
"Bring the torches, bring the tables..
more wine, that we may rejoice,  
for tonight we revel in kindred friendship."
Herod strolled onto the terrace, nearly stumbled in 
a soldier's spilt blood.

Herod leering said, "Dance for me Salome"
Salome...

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EMBROIDERY OF VELLUM

A clean poem composed
Thee vellum virgin
Lace betrothed in length
Your satin train embraced

Thee embroidery in apple gold
Girdled in silver refined
And curvature of silhouette
Delicate with subtle design

6/25/2017
Lyric Poem

A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in baskets of silver
proverbs 25:11 Bible ESV version...

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From bottom to top, 
my house was decayed. 
Through thousands of years 
of commands disobeyed.  
I girdled my loins 
to rebuild my home. 
I re-laid the foundation 
stone by stone. 
Brick by brick 
I rebuilt the walls. 
House was renewed with 
many victories small....

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With a hearty laugh, and scallywag's glee
I've acquired their riches, and conquered the sea!
Like a timid lass... they will turn, and flee
showing their backsides, to the likes of me!
Lily livered, they're fearin' my brand!
Shiverin' they be,  till they're walking on land!

Arrgg!! shouts first mate,...

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You are~
The queen of hive~keeping a universe of sweetness alive.
The richness of air~ more richness than a gem or bank can bare.
The float of a boat~the ink of a love note.
The warmth of a coat~the warmth of prevailing hope.

With a billion brilliantly buffed  stars...

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Though we got the land on name of religion,
But we tend to be far more traditional,

As being a post-colonial, still baffled,
But now again my nation is girdled!

Every province have its language but,
Radically alike semantics in our spirit,

Some wear waistcoat or some jeans,
This polarization persists in...

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A Sonnet of Mine…
     (To The Changing of Time and Seasons)

I arose this morning and stole a peek 
at the changing of nature;
saw a giant evergreen staring at me in the center
of the vision of my eye.
To her right, left and...

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Hello, I come to speak of peace,
The kind which saves the mind from deviation.
To give life to dead instincts,
For the lost throne belonging to black men is found.
Let the whole world come to hear this good news.
Look at me and tell about what I`m made...

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For time, space cannot the opportunity squander
With streaming video distant love grows much fonder
Magnetic beams glint through the wild blue yonder
Grainy, jittery images oft-forsaken hearts to ponder
Air waves blipping images through bleary transponder
Eerie prescience of the whole, but piecemeal shapes do launder
Irony, modern technology, 1930's...

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It may sound selfish that I felt betrayal when you died, 
            but you vowed to never act upon those urges once more.
You lied time and time again, and o, how I vastly cried-
that...

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over occupied world
bewildering hodge-podge of people
pushing stress where it ought not to be

in the slim rays of late day
in the splattered mess of guttered streets
a homeless man asks for a light
for a half burnt cigarette 
then money for food
nerve knotted living squeezed between soiled fingers
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Every day the same people
at the same table
at the rear of the cafeteria.
The maiden, 35 at least,
 
is gray at the temples, 
sour at the mouth.
The widow, 55, waves
a cigarette like a wand.
 
Girdled and dyed,
she needs no one now;
She ministers to a dog
and has...

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summer nights, 
                                          slipping...

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