Best Sheilds Poems

the Lord gives us a shield of faith
he protects us at all costs
he picks us up when all else seems lost
he  sheilds us ...

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Dancing flowers plop at fullest bloom
in the rustled yellow burnt fields.
It sways an echo after the winds
and hits the grass aside who sheilds.

The dawn casts...

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One day while marching 
on the road to madness
I fell in love with a woman
known as sadness,

she rode up on the shore
glazed in sapphire honey,
knowing...

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The river smells like damp cotton this morning,
the weather has been so complimentary to our exertions
frost invades the nights nicely and soft sunshine comforts our...

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Now that December has descended
with it's roots of ice and skies of snow
our timber fortress is a sanctuary of ethnographic enlightenment
and embassy that entreats the...

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August is ending with a heat that gives no mercy to the land or man
so intense that the air swelters off the river into the...

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Damn it!
Crouching low on the ridge with Joseph and Rubin we see
that twenty horses or more are grazing with a group of Indians in the...

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September is aging with a cool beauty
and the Missouri seems to be hurrying the expedition
into a world of natural splendor that is impatient to strip...

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SPIRIT OF THE WOLF 

Spirit of the wolf 
Slow steps he walks
Fearless protector pride 
does hunt free never hides
Spirit of the wolf 
His pack he...

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I wear a veil of iron mesh,
it sheilds me from sensation,
it's like the one that Jackie wore
after Jack's assassination.

I was just a youngster then,
but, deep...

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thank you Lord for the gifts in my life.
the farah fawcett, the michael jackson my willy wonka,the muhamad ali, the al green.
the prince, the babyface,...

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Roman Politics. 

The coldness of the night merged seamlessly 
with the coldness of daybreak. 
A weak sun did nothing to raise temperatures 
or spirits. 
The...

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And in mortal men

we often find, in the end,

we are our own mortality.

In that we drive the spitfire beast of ambition into the sun

to dance...

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An innocet meeting at castle feilds,
we instantly put up, our defensive sheilds,
a chance meeting,two worlds so distant,
the attractment seemed so inconsistant.

Curiosity brought our worlds closer,
my...

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He comes and goes like a thief in the night
Pinching and tickling the bottoms of my feet 
It might be irrelevant but its relevant to...

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