Best Hearkens Poems

"Ransom"




Held to ransom 
words inject your mind
pierce your skin
drawn backwards 
you transcend, 
you look within
a bloodied mind
the numbness melts
inconsequential ignobles
and dreary misfortune
a polar ice cap...

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It jumps not to the thought of riches or the prospect of gold
For common treasures are not what it seeks
But rather it responds to that...

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Oh land of the free
And home of the brave, where are you?
Where is the torch that hearkens
The tired, the poor, the huddled masses yearning to...

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Saint Augustine so eloquently stated, “Our hearts are restless until we find our rest in Thee.”

Restless heart, “Listen to the silence”
The whispers of kindness inspiring...

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What icy wind has brought this darkened day
it hearkens to the depth of it's bowel
from this day hence,until the month of May
like the lonely wolf...

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Written: October 1st 2023
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In the ocean of silence, I’m stunned 
Astonish by its grandeur as I descend.
A comely curtain of conciliatory calm
Elapse the chaos,...

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When sorrows bring me down
And I haven’t a friend to be found
When dread darkens my thoughts
And nothing I feel is worthwhile
When fear colors my whole...

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each room bright
well lit I find
myself switching off
a light that’s not on
it’s off it’s bright
feast to the sight
walls are textured white
the moon looms
when the brightness...

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HEAL OUR LAND

Dear Lord we pray heal our land
We know You are the Lord who hearkens to prayer
Who holds us with His victorious hand
And surely...

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He sits under the trees of the garden,
As unto the voice of his maker he hearkens,
A pillar of light is he as the world darkens,
Declaring...

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Something about January
Broods my blood to slush.
A new year's unknowns
Hearkens hope to hush.

It's a dark visage that stuns,
Heritage of Januarys past.
Death calls my loved ones
With...

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It is funny! 
Very funny how
A masked preacher can preach honesty; 
And even points at the wrongs with his
Fingers of hypocritical righteousness…

We stare with grim...

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Penetrating the window the moonlight casts onto my desk wheyey cream of gleam

Bypassing the door ajar extends afar my reminiscence in wee wisps of waft,

Ferreting...

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Spectrums, Tints and Shades

Like the painter’s palette awash with hues and tones – white to tint and black to shade, greys scattered in between: 

What...

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Pause, ponder as only man can, 
Freed from mind's prison, what-if's pall, 
Know, heaven hails a happy man. 

Right things do happen to man, when...

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