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The biggest threat to our humanity and way of life 
is engraved within those whom get consumed by untruths 

God controls this planet not science playing as host 
man is destroying it with nuclear waste 
leaking daily in many parts of this world 
also using...

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Categories: missals, betrayal, corruption, deep,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Our Preposterous Fictions
The preposterous fictions many
           profess to be unvarnished truth
     warp the very fabric of our universe --
cause those long dead to walk among us
  through the spectral midnights in our...

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Categories: missals, books, bullying, change, character,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Dead Centre
Don your hat, grab your cape and walk with me,
let's stalk the streets, take in the frosty air
on cobbled lanes, necromancing we see
confined people of shade suspended there.
They strain against the lock, peer through the rail
of shadow gate where fear and pain collide,
destined to seek...

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© Viv Wigley  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: missals, night,
Form: Couplet

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member Controlling Energy
Voices of the silent whispers echo deeply disturbing fact 
debates hold principle those with brains tear down structures 
human rights ignored opening up a can of worms within morals 
where truth is hidden away questions agenda 
envelope of forgotten yesterdays sealed fate 

Honour amongst thieves...

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Categories: missals, betrayal, conflict, corruption, deep,
Form: Political Verse
Free Cee Is There a Fanatic In the Attic
IS THERE A FANATIC IN THE ATTIC? 

There sat they, satisfied
satiated knowing hundreds of souls had died
there sat they midst flat bread and Allah's wine
making plans that would send shivers up my spine

missals, mortars, murder and mayhem
we, always vigilant and leery of them
a man walks...

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Categories: missals, angst,
Form: Quatrain
Mass-Panic
Herd-mongers, schoolmarms and glorious twats
Piloting leased arks through drenched parking lots
Cadillacs cleansed of a fine week’s debris
Just in time for the polish of sanctimony

A river of swine, like the Jordan, it crosses
Over deserts of disheartened workers and bosses
The fracas of worshippers, beanied and veiled –
In...

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Categories: missals, religion,
Form: Verse



Premium Member The Translucent Loft
The Translucent Loft

The girls choir at St. Mary’s still sings there.
Shh, be quiet as we step inside
through these green rectangular doors,
Shh! Listen... 
We can hear them up there, 
in the translucent loft.

They are still cloistered upstairs in the saintly glow, 
of stained glass fortissimos, and...

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Categories: missals, religion,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Apocalypse Beans
Apocalypse Beans

Sometimes it seems 
your chest is about to cave in.
You try to catch a breath but 
your heart flutters like a dry leaf;
Just more suburban undulations;
Dressed down for a slow blues song.
Apocalypse Beans sizzle on the fire.

Life has such trying interludes,
when it seems you...

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Categories: missals, america, angst, fear,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Daddy Saved These
_____Daddy Saved These______

It has been many moons since my 
Father passed.
Then came that day, I unearthed 
these lovely treasures Daddy had 
saved.

My very first pair of knitted
pink and white booties.
Add a first pair of soft,white
high shoes,so beautiful.
These were the days prior to
kids beautiful little feet,
Being...

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Categories: missals, chicago, daughter, devotion, father,
Form: List
Enlightened
There’s no hope for humanity
A half-wit would think otherwise.
Collective Christianity
With its many brethren allies
Have failed its purpose for Christ’s sake!
With their arsenal of prayer beads,
Missals and psalms- they are opaque
Tools employed that never succeeds
In changing the nature of Man:
He is still greedy and hostile
Unchanged since...

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Categories: missals, introspection, religionprayer,
Form: Rhyme
Deathlessness
Once I tried
To fathom the ocean,
And the deep rumbling
Orchestrated symphony
Of the endless cavalcades
Of those reconvening,
Ebb and flow of
Aquamarine waves
Wrapped in lyrical brevity,
Kept implying deathlessness.

While the spumes
Like rhapsodists in a choir
Made me hear their passacaglia
Of epigrams, missals
And pericopes of life,
Sweeping over my feet
Kissing and trying
To take...

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Categories: missals, life, ocean, poems, poetess,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Magnificent Masquerading Marauders
Magnificent marauders masquerading magically might mean 
Messy mollusks masticate marbled marigolds momentarily. 
Maybe. 
Moreover, momentous mosquitoes might make marvelous mini-muffins mixing marmalade momentarily. 
Meanwhile 
Minnie made monthly memories merely medicating masses 
Mediocre men mysteriously manufactured man-made missals 
Might mean 
Millionaires mystify magical muggles’ meager melodies...

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Categories: missals, 4th grade, 5th grade,
Form: Alliteration
Premium Member P O W DOWN
I will never ever fear domestic terrorists waving flags threatening and intimidation of severe PTSD survivors Army Veterans being stalked by enraged corrupt beasts attempting to blackmail him for medical benefits he receives from risking his very life to bring troops home from Vietnam Hamburger...

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Categories: missals, allah,
Form: Masnavi
Premium Member Holy Sacrifice of the Mass for the departed
Commemoration of All the Faithful Departed shockingly hacked after I ordered music missal to replace a few of my old ones taken during a car jacking by Peter Gargano while he faked is death investing my traumatic brain injury claim across America December 2013 to...

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Categories: missals, allah,
Form: Lento
War
Planes fly in from above
Carrying missals and bombs
Dropping them where they feel fit
Taking out many men
jump in a hole to take cover
Wondering to yourself is this the end?
Look up and see the fire that is over taking the land
Watch as people scramble around not sure...

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© Cory Long  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: missals, war
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things