Best Supplicant Poems

A meandering brook winds past
Branches sway in a gentle breeze
Praising the lord God unsurpassed
Like a supplicant on their knees

In homage to azure skies
Heavenward the sapling...

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I am one speck in the vast sands of the earth
One voice, one heart, one tongue that speaks
       ...

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Sleepwalker


And in the darkest sweeping wings is held all probable
The night of dreamings; wished embraces of gossamer senses ponder miracles 
And leave their mark; ever...

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I seek the immortality that breathes within you, the forbidden language spoken only by the
Ancient ones!

I seek the essence that pours from your lips, that...

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Echoes


Every morning a man is seen to climb upon a hill

His mission there to bare witness 
To the suns flooding as she rises 
Her painted...

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Struggle
 
Let me see you resist
I have tied you naked
Taut between the line of bone and soft curve
I have done this
For my eyes to devour...

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Old Elms in the Snow

It snows this day
upon Your work.
The elms seem sad,
their bark wrinkled fingers
aimlessly appoint. 

Piped in ermine, winter
ballerina limbs
take permanent position,
frozen supplicant...

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Lap of fancy fills with flowers,
Just to think of her tonight,

This is not an idle talk,
I'm in good humor tonight.

I would not reveal my secrets,
To...

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I Woke Up

I woke up this morning to nothing, 
Emptiness crowded my lonely room, 
The sound of silence was deafening, 
I was blinded by the...

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"when the Gods want to punish you, they answer your prayers"
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"FALL"



I wrap
my Autumn world
around you

Calliope turning
raising the 
season’s poetry, 

I am she
returning 

dancing 
with Summer’s 
dying leaves 

Twirling you up into 
my warm golden brown...

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i am reminded of my mother's advice
find a woman with God dearest in her heart
be grateful if she comes to love you
sit at His feet...

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Old people, like treasure, don’t come empty handed,
Their time here, their wisdom, like gold on display,
An empathic spirit who mines without stealing,
Will find that there’s...

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TODAY

Black Elk said: "A peoples' dream died there... it was a beautiful dream. The Nation's hoop is broken and scattered. There is no center any...

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I remember when Alexander of Macaedon
approached me in Siwa as a supplicant soldier, 
he was so young yet so wet with war blood
32 years old...

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