Best Hyssop Poems

Mother nature oh! Rose of roses!
Mother of all flowers' and smell,
Ylang Ylang! You don't know what it causes!
An aphrodisiac turns you on like hell!

Sandalwood with its masculine warmth poses,
Rosemary clears the head, you can tell,
Peppermint purifies blocked noses,
Patchouli the meditative, it does sell,

Orange oil refreshing,...

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Their rending cries, when all is still, reecho in the moonlight;
They lie about in fitful slumber on the ground at noonlight,
Their virgin hair spread in the dust; for nothing really matters:
Who then will see their tangled locks, their dresses all in tatters,
The myriad trails of...

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I found you on the humbled wheat fields,
Out in the dramatically flattened open
They used to stand so tall, and now, 
In only a moment…all fell before you
So very little, in contrast,
You towered over their severed stalks

Your light radiated and pulsed from your frame,
Leaving rainbow-electro ripples...

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Ode to Flowers

Praise to our God for such as one of these,
raised forth to give out beauty in the sun.
A throng of glories basking in the breeze,
the flower kingdom’s parade has begun.
So many times, we seek their eye appeal,
to warm the heart and send a...

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TRACES REMAIN OF THE MANY STAINS,UPON MY CHEEKS FROM FALLEN TEARS,ONCE BROKEN,NOW,UNDER CONSTRUCTION.MY HEART COULD NOT BREATHE LET ALONE PROPERLY BEEP TO THE TUNE THAT GOD HAD GIVEN IT,I HAD ALLOWED ALL THAT STUFF,THAT OLD BAGGAGE TO SUFFICATE MY PRAISE,MY WORSHIP,MY HEART AND MY SOUL,ITS...

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She qualified more years ago
than many people want to know.
In fact it was before the War;
(we’re talking now about the Boer.)

Her methods haven’t changed a lot,
since Granny Smith was just a tot
and still she carries, all the time,
some tansy, hyssop and a lime.

Her gentle touch,...

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Earth         was a perfumed garden
residing in a single                    galaxy
         ...

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rains
have ceased
clouds passed by
tears rolled away
silence beacons peace
budding blooms mirror sun
light overcomes dour shadows
truth yields fragrant hyssop of hope
solemnness no longer reigns all day
storm has lifted, leaving love in its wake

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 
 (reversed) 
Storm has lifted, leaving love in its wake 
solemnness no longer reigns...

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YOGA
As old as time thou art.
A rock of ages.
Hidden, the wisdom of
The ancient art. But 
Through thee unraveled.
A pathway to purity,
This mystique, with eyes
Closed, deep breaths
Mind on nothing, to
The beyond my soul
Levitates to harness.
And my burden darkened
Psyche, thy energy, like
The swift current of the
Sea sweeps...

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Grandpa's tractor coughs, sputters and comes alive, acrid smoke sharpening my senses... gears engaged, lurches forward, disturbing clouds of fungus midges bursting in the sun from the damp clumps of weeds near the barn.
Anise Hyssop, wild spires along the barn, fill the air with licorice...

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VOLUNTARY

Jesus came to die for our sins
of His own volition in His great love
He took on the cross at Calvary
having come here from heaven above

VICARIOUS

Jesus died for sins not His own
for He was sinless perfect in every way
He knew His elect from His father
this saviour...

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Butterflies, with their superb colors,
are the most amazing 
in the insects's kingdom:
our recompense for boredom!
One can ever wonder
how they vitalize
the ungleaming air,
and without them 
spring or summer
wouldn't be that thrilling!

Bees are the other laborious kind, 
not quite beautiful and docile...
and they don't divagate a single...

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I sing loud in my mumble
On serious matters i struggle
Mind wild like savannah jungle
It spurs jumbled thoughts
That regress in jerks and fumbles.

My presence to you is a disgrace
Im an outcast i am a mental case
Is it because i spoil in my own dress?
Is it because...

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Systematically I work as I go through each and every room
With my invisible hyssop branch I paint
I paint the Lamb’s sacrificial blood over each and every entry way
Every doorpost and every window
Upon each and every inch of my yard too…
Every single blade of grass
Every inch...

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Hyssop colored grass
Temporary jubilation,
Both validate life....

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