Best Sanctity Poems
The rule of sanctity is a veil to hide the blow.
Love doves in the air, fading into the sky.
Thoughts are mixed stiff oasis and flow.
Hypnotic wizardry that's being spread away.
Love doves in the air, fading into the sky,
Magic using Alpha Centauri's moon sight.
Hypnotic wizardry that's being spread away,
Gasping the frigid breath of the frozen light.
Magic using Alpha Centauri's moon sight,
Mischievous haze covers the ghastly realm.
Gasping the frigid breath of the frozen light,
Eternal afterglows echo a motion rhythm.
Mischievous haze covers the ghastly realm.
Within the confines of the death's garden.
Eternal afterglows echo a motion rhythm.
Souls are aching and seek truth certain.
Within the confines of the death's garden,
Pain spills from the heart as a yearning drops.
Souls are aching and seek truth certain,
Stain soil with red as souls gather and hope
Pain spills from the heart as a yearning drops,
Thoughts are mixed stiff oasis and flow.
Stain soil with red as souls gather and hope,
The rule of sanctity is a veil to hide the blow.
Written: May 18, 2022
POTD of May 20, 2022
Pantoum - Old or New Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
“Searching for personal exoneration, I found …”
A refuge by the sea
was calling to me
With dark clouds above
a heart forsaking love
It drew me in
despite guilt and sin
A sympathetic sanctuary inviting
as wind behind my back biting
Safe from the storms of my past
solitary reflection at last
Each move I make now without falter
my strength is renewed at this altar
I confess, I pray, I am forgiven
my doubts released in this heavenly haven
I rise, I turn, I walk back through its door
into a sunset so serene gracing the shore
Walking with lighter steps, my soul now open
cleansing of spirit allows me to live and love again
I look back but once to where I’ve been
And see my visit with faith really came from within
I reached inside myself to find
harmony of both my body and mind
Now I wander with belief in me
thanks to my ethereal encounter by the sea
Written by Shani Fassbender
For the contest "The Church by the Ocean"
Date written: September 23, 2011
. worshipping limbs sway
holy leaves lay on stained rocks
canopy of saints
shall not be infringed
what part do you not understand as with my last breathe
Acid rock twilight-zone trip tunes
edged in freaked heavy-metal screech
sandpaper wrapping entombing raw youth
scarce comfort from words thinly preached.
Promise, faith, determination
stretched beyond a mere beseech
rainbow storms midst arid sand dunes
tsunamis of love's rampant truth.
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AC/DC: a rock band - pioneers of heavy metal
BC/AD: respectively, the time before and after the resurrection according to the Christian tradition
Rhyme scheme: AC/DC.... bc, ad..
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From the moment I first saw your beingness…
I knew from the flutter in my heart chakra, you were a divine goddess…
I could intensely feel the power of your consciousness…
In that moment;
I chose to desire to know your purpose…
I chose to desire knowing your dreams…
I chose to desire knowing your kiss…
I chose to desire knowing your intimate bliss…
I chose to desire you…………………………………
Illuminated golden light sparked a fire when our energies entangled…
A magnetic whirlwind of love carves a life path…
A river of gratitude flows from this heart to yours…
Your Beauty…
Your strength…
Your love…
Spreads my heart in devotion……………………………….
You think you know, but you can’t see
All the pain that you cause me
Each time you speak your wicked words
Of flawed equality.
My pride disrupts the ‘sanctity’
Of marriage, apparently;
And can cheapen it to a such an
Overwhelming degree
That when I kneel on bended knee,
Showing love for all to see,
I am not met with simple joy,
But with hostility.
I am then told that I can’t be
Married to the man I see
As my equal. As my partner;
The better part of me.
Please tell me when a court’s decree
Could give right to guarantee
That I can’t marry who I choose,
With such audacity
To condemn my identity
With broken rights, bigotry,
And the somehow growing norm of
Blatant iniquity.
So now I stand with clarity,
Sense of pride, and dignity
To say vehemently that I
Demand equality
And ask that you will stand with me
Readily and willingly
To battle the decisions born
Of amorality.
We are creatures of the Night,
imprisoned, dreaming, in the Day
yielding to the murderous light
trapped within our cell we stay
crying out we scream in fear,
sobbing dryly, disappear
while eternity is joyful never,
terror reigns on us forever
hypnoteric counter-minds
falling ever on the blind
kill the person, kill the now
kill ideas, you murder hope
with destruction we're endowed
ever growing in its scope
Saturday slings into Sunday
with a serious slow down in attitude.
Sermons on the ethics of sinning
are found in the NY Times magazine section,
and the arrogance of one celebrating
the finished puzzle on 300 count sheets
on the Lord’s day is as much a lie of conscious
as tea and a bagel taken in communion
with the misery of undesired solitude. How righteous
is reality when it washes against the grain
of heart baptized to love in real time?
Seldom mistaken
A besotted bloke in New York
In love taken and shaken
Dreaming of an infatuation stroke
Bakes in his mind
A love niche his heart to gladden
Despite the labour grind
Of the love burden
Strutting his manifesto
Under a moonlight in a tryst
That delights his toe
To roll out a love feast
The bloke splurges
In honour of the damsel of his dreams
As time essence urges
Celerity in streams
Galvanized in his desire to capture
The damsel
Who his thoughts and feelings rapture
As though she were a gazelle
Swimming at the deep end of the swimming pool
In his heart
From which only he could be the fool
To depart
Heart on fire
Mind in flight
Imagination for hire
On the crucial night
When his emotional skills on test
Ought to gather
Opportunities in haste
On suds of love lather
In consonance with the promise
The bloke made to himself
The damsel to kiss
To delight the damsel’s self
Alas! Damsel repels
Advances made
In love pails
Her sanctity the damsel won’t trade or degrade.
Daughter, sister,
Wife, mother,
Adjectives of kinship
Are worthy of worship
Markers of purity,
Idols of sanctity,
Yet victims of atrocity!
Strange cozenage of sanctity!!
This day the relenting Lord
Has stuffed in my head
A ‘ Heavenly Bliss ‘
And got me out of the woods------
-----Of the weird mirages,
-----Of cardioscannings and cartographies
-----Of illusive chelations,
-----And of dreadful,deadly ozones!!
He refrained me from committing sins
And from earning the wages of sins
To Him, my sanctity, I dedicate,
With a pious heart, Him I venerate!!
Give me hope of wildest dreams
even though truth
is not as it seems-
For light is as of death
and a single prayer
sanctity in knowledge
for the one who cares-
Time is a thief
and jeweled unto night
live unto love
and suffer with might-
Truth is rebirth and born to me
lives within my soul
limitless and free-
Give unto rapture
my hearts divine
will of the nature
wanton sublime-
Morning Trek Into Sanctity Of That Invisible Place
I have walked into that secret haven, found solitude,
where in harrowing, sorrowing hours, agony gnawed this soul,
nevermore was an oath I sworn in my aching discontent
I a hard chained prisoner to my once vengeful attitude
burnt in bonfires of torturous regret, taking hellish tolls.
Morning trek into sanctity of that invisible place,
came a visit with Mother Nature, its magnificent trees,
flowing in with the waffling breeze, music- a repentant song
a pleading call, to stand there in its beauty and again face
magnitude of the loss I bought, pray while falling to my knees.
I have rose up, to see wondrous and magical love in life,
renewed in faithful spirit, grateful eyes now no longer blind,
seeing for the first time, hope and resplendent colors of love
joined world that no longer held power by its accursed strife
then I felt at ease, found peace of a truly contented mind.
R.J. Lindley, Feb 24th, 1978
Rhyme, ( From, A Revelation And Onward Flows Life )
Note:
Edit slightly ( 6/29/2020)
to achieve a uniform 15 syllable count per verse.
All Hallows' Eve
Ghastly, Macabre
Haunting, Shivering, Bewitching
Specters, Shadows, Saints, Seraphs
Praying, Glorifying, Rejoicing
Holy, Divine
All Saints' Day