Best Shrine Poems

I, griot, of the Hamitic shrine
I, oracle of the orisha's ebon throne
I, child, of Melchizedek line
I, olive tree in a desert sown
Mantled in the robe of his grace
Amid cherubic beasts all four
Upon golden ground bend my face
And felt his spirit in my core
I, messenger, I,...

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"Shrine" 

There I was,
scattered,  
the pieces of me
washing back 
into the shore

I walked, again, 
out of the ocean,
on different feet
and legs into 
the other world,

where I began;

laid before me 
a story unread,
somehow familiar,
an odd sacrament
on an alter

raised 
for a bed,
to sleep 
to dream
again,

I lay...

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"The Shrine Shining Symphony"


Portrait on the wall of heritage is a letter from you to me reverse your beautiful shrine shining symphony

(Lovejoy-Burton/2018 Jan)


"Letter to God" / Hole
https://youtu.be/eQS7_lOBbiI...

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dainty daisy sings
welcoming elusive spring
and clouds forming rings

chicks peek from warm nests
mother bird tiredly rests
robin puffs its chest

meadow with blooms shine
man for his lost lover pine
on nature's soft shrine...

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Ogun the god of Iron,
the day he was coming from Heaven to the World
he was clad in the burning cloth ,he wore the cloth of blood.
With his iron he made path for other gods.
A god that dares Ogun and asks who is he
shall soon perish...

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pink spiral stitches
macramed umbrella gilds
shrine to fertile spring...

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My hurt heart is soothed beneath
dewy, emerald 
canopies

where pebbly pathways wind
around a shaded fountain 
of peace.

A lotus pond meditates here.
A busy birdbath frolics 
there.

Ah, what soft, serene solace,
light as a feather my 
soul is!...

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Dear Mother, for a while now you’ve been gone.
Has time for you seemed long beyond the veil?
For those you left, time painfully goes on.
Oh, Mother, can you hear me where you dwell?

I wish to hear your voice again. How sweet
The sound of it each day...

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She has such beautiful eyes,
That proclaimed romance
This stance 
Is not enough to praise
Her profound beauty.
Bleeding from the open door,
Her tears are swiftly serenading 
the rhythm of life.
With a gentle apparel,
And beauty so fine,
With age became sweeter
With time it blossomed ripe.
She has such beautiful eyes
That I...

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Feeling , sweet love, Flowing upon soul like rippling Rhine
and body is gonna pine 
I desire not to dine 
I live on her eyes, smile and wine
either to win her heart or to die and buried in her love's shrine...

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In the winter of eighteen thirty-six the historic siege began.
The Mexicans went three thousand strong with Santa Anna in command.
The Texians defending the mission numbered one hundred eighty-two
lead by Travis, Bowie, and Crockett, they vowed to see it through.

The Texians expected to be reinforced, but...

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"Shrine"



Messages delivered
Upon the wall of 
your Shrine

Love 
Shines through
Love 

On bended knees
you'll see my feet

Inside 
Out 

There you will find me
Messages delivered
Messages received

In you there is 
The Key

All Roads Lead Home
to 
Me

Elemental

I am 
seen through
the Sun 

Earth, Air, Fire, Sea
The inner voice 
you hear

All Roads...

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A full glass of red wine,
each time I choose to dine.
It always makes me feel fine,
as if I need it to always shine.
In my body, it builds a shrine:
it's my own sacred lifeline.
I got it from a grapevine,
A bond I entwine,
as now mine:
online
in line,
It's divine.
I...

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Quote: “The forest is my loyal friend A Delphic shrine to me.” Emerson

Forest, a Delphic shrine, 
In woods where shadows dance in dappled light, 
The forest stands in depths of day or night, 
Where secrets prevail in sky’s solitude. 

Beneath the canopy of ancient trees,...

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From north, south, east and west 
This is the town to beat the rest,
Where history and present blend
As through its many streets you wend. 

Where once a monastery so great
From every view would dominate,
Where Pilgrims came to pray and sing
To venerate their martyred king. 

Within...

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