Best Slate Poems

Cobalt stained whispers
dye darkly indigo the iris of my mind
as my dulled lapis essence
drowns in deeper depths of navy -
dragged down by steely emotions 

Beyond my grasp 
is the ultramarine humility of the Virgin Mary’s robes -
I am lost 
to the impure algae of this midnight abyss

Gone is the denim scab that patched my soul...

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We all start life in the arts, a virtual blank slate if you will,
looking for just a little truth and maybe some fresh ink to spill.
Some will share their own story with a sonnet, haiku or a rhyme,
if each artist is properly nurtured, we all will get there in time.

We may hail from all over...

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My mind is a blank slate, 
Each time I sit to write, 
Words come from my heart straight, 
As poems to delight, 
Words of deepest insight. 

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My heart is a blank slate, 
Waiting for that love true, 
Hoping that my life mate
Finds me with no ado, 
When will this love break through? 

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My soul is...

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a pointing finger might circumnavigate to poke you in the eye

10/3/2018...

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Slate sea swirls
a breath of air.
Quiet illusion
not so rare.

Electric charge
hair stands straight.
My heart and pulse
palpitate.

Kayak rocks
though not a storm.
A silent ship
elliptic form.

Hovers right above
my scalp.
Terror froze
my call for help.

Paddle slips
beneath the boat.
Nothing left
to help me float.

Horror now
my only friend.
How can this fate
be my end?

Shoreline seems
a million miles.
Solitude and peace
just smile.

Entity
envelopes me.
Light departs
dank darkness breathes...

Piercing screel...

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As a new born baby,                                                  ...

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Stains of the past wiped out with a swish;
Tears of remorse melting marks of our errors.

Quick as lightening, removed in an instant;
He forgets what we've done as we beg for forgiveness.

Before we are finished, the Supreme One who hears,
Renews our bond of love and removes sin's chains.

Remembrance of pain erased from the heart,
Our debt was...

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Quote: Free from preconceptions and biases, He never judges us  
though we constantly mess up, He never does keep count.  

A life of prostitution taught her never to take 
anything for granted; 
Numerous were her sins, far greater was her guilt 
but she never sang inside that iron cage of hers
She considered herself...

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In my blank slate status…
serenity engulfs my soul
whenever I’m enclosed by God’s presence
with His providence sealing me
and sovereign protection serving as my fortress.

With my blank slate admission…
grace reigns over my heart
as the Saviour draws me nigh to Him
toward gratitude for redemption, eternally assured
along His complete pardon for iniquities and guilt. 

Midst my blank slate discontentment…
mercy...

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A new year wipe yourself a clean slate,
leave past worries and troubles behind
a locked gate.

Dispose of old foes and
any lingering ghosts. 

Dust yourself of
moving forward letting go of last years 
mistakes and traits.

You have a destiny,
your life will be restored. Your heavenly
Father knows what your future holds.

Trust in the good shepherd and life will
get better....

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The rhythm of the slate

My pregnant heart
Is about giving birth
From one to many
Till it tills on
And loses counts

My aqua-terrestrial wits
Formed from inner veins
Are set on plain
Polishing for tenants of the crust

Ears hear them all
Like hum of rockets
Eyes capture the requisite
Like lens of cameras

Then ripples fall
Vent vein to pen
And dine the pen
To the rhythm of the...

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driftwood drawn words~
sandy slate washed clean
under  waves of the sea....

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picking up the pen again it's been awhile with no conditionin', 
when you've been gone so long where do you begin? 
I fell again, 
i had to sin in my mind to win, 
but I lose

sitting alone in my room like I’m on auto-cruise, 
every look in the mirror givin my ego a bruise, 
because...

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So many lifestyles, So many 
groups 
People being judged like a 
cover of a book
Let's shed one last Tear and 
Appreciate we're here
For tomorrow's  never 
promised which to me now is 
clear

People blessed enough to still 
be on earth
An attitude of gratitude should 
globally burst
Let's learn not to hate, teach 
each other to forgive
United...

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What a wonder! Nothing was written! Absolutely free!
Bee, sea, tree - I can create whatever I want to see.
Receptively blank as the almighty designed it well,
It can in each sketch His miraculous mysteries spell...!

Tabula rasa, John Locke calls it - no readymade concepts,
Like nectar in a flower, facts fill in all its contents;
The environment like...

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