Best Piously Poems

Someday I'd like to wander free
like butterfly, like bumblebee,
perhaps to plant a willow tree
beside the silent solemn sea,

before these things exist no more,
from mountain top...

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Her eyes are blind to all his lies,
excuses and false alibis
The woman cuddles, silently
beside her lover, brazenly
until dawn welcomes the sunrise.

She cannot see behind his...

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The Mayan Warrior Princess

In eerie recurring dreams, like things seen dimly before dawn,
blurred memories of a temple pyramid resurface from an era long gone. 
My...

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An Irish Catholic immigrant,
a prideful man was he,
his ego out-weighed his bankbook,
and he hated poverty.

He fathered many children,
and most of them were sons,
the eldest son,...

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Let me tell you a story…
A story about life, where Solitude gracefully glides into the room, wearing a loose fitting gown, draping her curvaceous form....

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For Silent One's - Mamma Poetry Contest

Where is the love, Mamma?

Through broken Louvre blinds, you're ever watching
Rosary beads clicking prayers on repeat mode, uttering
Your plethora...

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God does not play a child's game of hide and seek
You will find Him standing at the side of the meek
Do not search for Him...

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Chilled nights anxiously swept away
holding hope as daunting eyes dance alone

brushed strokes of silence escape
hearts flutter in anticipation  words
aloft  floating on solemn wings
indulging...

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God is Dead?

Hubris, man's nature
A God, self-proclaimed
Nietzsche opined he's dead 
Conceit, we laugh and say, no way

Self-professed with special attributes
Sympathy, love, reciprocity; how divine
Exalting our...

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Leaves of burnished gold take flight
                   ...

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Dad is out back,
speaking to his swedes and turnips.

He only grows tubers, root vegetables,
that I sullenly refuse to eat.

There is one flower
a Passionflower, 'Passiflora Incarnate'
that...

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Negritude has been invaded,
by carefully instilled dread of better change
while misery endures a standing ovation
Power is methodically toned down
in phases, 
to colonise freedom…
Don’t allow it

The...

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It was a dazzling day.
In the park where we gathered.
I watched the sprinkler spray.
Whilst Oleander got lathered.

A pierce of minty laughter.
Came from my mother.
The day,...

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Jesus lived up to his claim: "I am the fine shepherd"* 
who put the well-being of his flock ahead of his own.  
"Come be...

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Once upon a time
          there was an adolescent
        ...

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