Best Procure Poems

Jesus’s love matters when the garden of eden turns to grey,
The fertile ferns frown as spirituality has been driven away…
A rosette reverence redeems within the glowing of His heart,
Before His porch they gather as the Angels play their part;

Seraphic soft clouds as Christ descends the...

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THE  PLIGHT
I never cease to ponder at the turmoil in my life 
Though I feel my soul is peaceful it is manifest in strife 
While the strife is all internal 'neath a self content facade 
Turmoil rises in the absence of at-one-ment with my...

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Synopsis
The lovely Lady Isabeau and her lover, medieval French Knight Etienne escape to flee the lustful advances of wicked Bishop of Aquila causing them to run afoul of him. The evil-bishop places them under a curse preventing the lovers being together in their mortal form...

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Soliloquio del Individuo by Nicanor Parra, Translated by T. Wignesan


(Homage to Nicanor PARRA, 1914-2018, the Chilean ANTI-POET, winner of the "Cervantes Prize" (the highest literary honour for writers in Spanish), four times nominated for the Nobel Prize, studied Physics (Brown University), Cosmology (Oxford University) and...

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I sat beneath a Veteran-oak,
In awe of His strength—
Here was a solid spirit!
Sympathy you get from Willow,
But stiff upper-lip from old soldiers,
With forged bark —
His limbs flexed, cut, rippled against the wind…
No chinks in this warrior-wood…
“Divide and Conquer!”

Then I thought of my Father—
A cook at...

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Until Then
   
Dawn has arrived and I hardly knew it.
Sitting and writing, I thought right through it.
Feelings about God and the need for peace,
Obsessed my soul, brought hope; pure love released.

I wish that I could wave a magic wand.
And bring to all mankind...

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Heedless of rejection
standard smile ever so sweet,
childhood void of substance
youth lost in everlasting grief.
It is not from choice to serve
the world’s ancient art,
although somewhat obliging
never, with an amorous heart.
Learning curves to encounter
street wise evolves the trick,
cloned to procure all-comers
remembered the wall, to build of solid...

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A selfish man protects his family
        like a guard,he contemplates the welfare
   of his beloved family members,endures pain happily
            THEY ARE A HAPPY FAMILY

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Over the Rhone,
web of light sewn;
eyes of night’s wonder,
God’s own plunder.

Reflections mirror
the heaven’s splendor.
A magical river,
love it delivers.

A walk on the banks,
amid glowing ranks;
romantic attractions,
vibrant abstractions.

Vincent’s emotions,
magnificent potions.
Vibrant allure,
a must to procure.
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Unsure our world is now, and folks have fear.
From rules imposed on us we dare not veer.
Some say the days foretold by John the Seer
(when chaos soon will reign) are nearly here.
I dread the horrors that might next appear.

Our govenments are puppets; what they do
is...

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Accepting Pain
     By Dane Smith-Johnsen

Accepting pains, 
I fain life becomes troublesome.
In Sun or rain
As days of great helplessness come.

Praying remains, 
Sustain hope that hurts shall soon go.
Forestall complaints.
Watch faith with great endurance grow. 

Go not insane
Nor spend thoughts on self-pities lure.
And...

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Let me speak of great love:
"Love!" no consonant can procure--
No vowel can lyrically form
Into lips and eyes so fair,
Dare I use the word divine
When proclaiming mine?

Yes! My love is all of these--
And adjectives numerous more
Than leaves,
And flakes it takes to white
The vast countryside,
And stars one...

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Who's that girl by the ancient tree...
She's the daughter of a butcher, quiet and pouty...
She's always there, contemplating unspoken prophecy...
She scribbles poetry,
they say her Mother is a sibyl raving...
Solitude serves her like the aroma of rain on young chaos calming...
She's bad magic bro, leave it...

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Emotions soaring into the skies
As the footsteps echo off the balconies
The crow's accompany my soul's flight
I imagine them to be your eyes
Carefully watching so you may be there
If I should slip and fall into the nothing
Their cries are your words of praise
And so I smile...

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You breaketh my soul 
where am I to find it now that you've taken control
neglecting the tide 
my fountain of youth placed there by your side

Never shun the forgotten sinner that by shame ever to stay in remembrance
strained to be as Temperance
flawless by standards of...

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