Best Precludes Poems

Son of God
Lord
You are:

Oracle of peace
wise counselor
source within the living waters

That breathes life
into insightful predictions
of our future holdings

Son of Mary
With grace and mercy
one regal descendent of David

A sacrificial birth born
under the shadow of the cross
the Son of the most high

An eternal ruling Monarch
whose loving touch...

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Son of God
Lord
You are:

Oracle of peace
wise counselor
source within the living waters

That breathes life
into insightful predictions
of our future holdings

Son of Mary
With grace and mercy
one regal descendent of David

A sacrificial birth born
under the shadow of the cross
the Son of the most high

An eternal ruling Monarch
whose loving touch...

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For All Things There Is A Purpose
Written: by Miracle man
12-16-2019

My morning quiet time, always conduces creativity,
This endeavor precludes, each day’s passivity.

Lingering health issues, continue to constrain,
Being unable to do much, causes me mental strain..

But my life wasn’t spared to just sit and whine,
My days stacked...

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Creolization,
soars Dr. Jane Anna Gordon,
turns our co-empathic evolving democracy project
into a verbal,
active,
regenerative more,
degenerative less,
occasionally Elite-Pirates v NonElite-Prey revolution,
and even more unconsciously occasionally 
Elite/NonElite Creolizing-SelfReGenerative
crave to grave 
multicultural Earth experience.

What could all this Elite and NonElite political evolution and revolution
have to do with your self-optimizing, hopefully...

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Wise Elders are patient,
fully embrace compassion's communication
and health care
of climates and cultural landscapes,
animated persons,
sacred spaces,
organic places,
panentheistic plants
and monotheistic planet
impassioned hopes
and pleasant dreams
rebuilding positive faith.

Wise Elders co-passionately listen
for karmic grace of love peaks 
overflowing.

If Wise Revolutionaries 
for revivalist change,
clearing murky swamps,
then WiseElder re-connecting evolutionaries
toward perennial peace
restoring...

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“It is the custom of scholars when addressing behavior and culture to speak variously of anthropological explanations, psychological explanations, biological explanations, and other explanations appropriate to the perspectives of individual disciplines. I have argued that there is intrinsically only one class of explanation. It traverses...

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Almost always, as additional allurements arrive, ask as a Being...
 By better borne behests become best Causes ?
  Can causes create concise concepts Diligently ?
   Do doers do decidedly dumb doldrums Ever ?
    Each eek echoes egotistical efforts enduring...

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Poetry ain't words dribbled out on the fly, 
It's execution, prostitution of the me who am I.
lettin loose my mongoose of thought provoking, while others be chokin,
gettin all Seuss you just some cat in a hat, 
Philosophies of Socrates rap your brain around dat,
Don't let...

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He’s called the Eulogizer
He reluctantly accepts this moniker as our elder
A name for which he feels disdain 
Since it conjures memories of unspeakable pain
 
He's lost a father, mother, sister and son
His nights sleepless realizing his duty is not yet done

I sit among those assembled,...

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I think it might be John Rawls
who writes about
thick and thin justice sandwiches.

Thick justice
may be more deeply embedded, richly spread
in regenerative pursuing time,
producing and serving healthy wealth relationships,
often digestively motivated
to achieve nutritional communion goals,

While thinner justice
lies closer to today's contemporary bread
of legalistic compliance issues,
what minimally...

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?Universe interconnected?      
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    Pen's Broadcasting Name
           21st century's Poet
  ...

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The tight-rope of salvation
Is a straining, wire-taut strand
You inch along on foot-chafed trepidation
Defying Satan’s law of gravitation,
God’s balance-pole inside your hand.

Below, the audience is cheering,
Your equipoise of faith precludes all fearing—
Your toes assert their knowing, nimble grasp.
The platform, once so far, now’s nearing.
Step upon it!...

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The cacophony, the clamor
The artificial glamour
The rush to acquire stuff
Fill the emptiness with fluff
Smother silence with yammers
Compressing questions, neglecting answers

Wisdom awaits in secluded woods
In scarlet sunsets, understood
Elicit bliss in solitude
The still in search of self precludes
Repose anonymities permeate
And soothe the restless agitate

From discordance, isolate
Reclusive paths...

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What mountain’s top holds truth’s last stand,
 its vista viewed as life’s specific grandeur;
 promised above earth’s horizon,
 soon home to you, this present era’s raconteur;
 prized perch upon and soon so manned,
 spirits to its solemn summit foregather;
 path to an enlightened wizen,
 your...

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The tight-rope of salvation
Is a straining, wire-taut strand
You inch along on foot-chafed trepidation
Defying Satan’s law of gravitation,
God’s balance-pole inside your hand.

Below, the audience is cheering,
Your equipoise of faith precludes all fearing—
Your toes assert their knowing, nimble grasp.
The platform, once so far, now’s nearing.
Step upon it!...

Continue reading...