Best St Francis Poems

Oh Saintly friend
I feel your pain
The world you left us, now
Racked and strained

As patron 
Of our Eden land
Destruction here
At human hand

So Francis,
From your lofty view
Come...

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Oh thou tattered robe.
Lying folded neatly by the cross.
Thou dost cry and yearn for loss 
of thy master.
He is no more.
Immortalized, canonized in rapture.

Doves so...

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Hmmm, where do I start? With deep sighs, I am sighing right now.
I just finished burying 2 lizards, and my heart is heavy...

Let me back...

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"Where there's despair in life, let me bring hope
     Where there is darkness, only light"

~ From the Hymn "Make Me A...

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T.V.
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A story of Faith..
How does anyone explain why they believe the Faith they have .
I can only tell you through the eyes of a 5yr...

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when staring at e. e. cummings’ little ‘i’
—not reading,
it reminds me of st. francis’ sublime yet humble lowly jesus:
“he hides himself under the little form...

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glory to god in the highest 
the godfather was rather tense 
today and why shouldn't he be
why to profess the pure dedication
 
of caring so...

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“Cannot be named
Cannot be found,”
For in this effort--this person
Into non-Tao becomes wound.
The Tao was before time’s beginning.
The Tao is not found in complex systems,
But is...

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Alone I revel in nature’s splendor
Biding my time without daily worries intruding 
Can I remain here forever?
Daydreams assure me I may
Even though time seems to...

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very short, abridged, edited, small version.

There was a cave, deep within the hills
Of St Francis
A seedling traveled by the black crow
And was dropped on the...

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BRITISH POLITICS



I did well not to get involved with politics;
I saw through local councillors
With their holiday homes in the Highlands.
I gave New Labour the slip...

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Dear St. Francis,

In a recent dialogue with a close friend, I became aware during the conversation that I made a statement  that was misunderstood....

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All alone
By the side of the
Creek
Dreaming and
Even
Feeling the
Gusts of wind
Have
Interfered with my
Joyful repose
Keeping
Little
Musings
Notes to myself
On a
Parchment, inked by my
Quill pen
Resting
Smiling as Sundown
Takes light from the...

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The sizzle of the griddle
amongst the chitter-chatter
of nubile meanderings

The St. Francis rocks
rocks the soda POP stops...

This fifties Fonzi haunt 
for the twenty-first century's gaunt
feeds the...

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