Best Weightier Poems

I kneel to pray beneath an oak tree’s leaves,
where my journey began.
Broken limbs straggle over a patchy lawn,
a neglected place full of holes, 
shoveled from...

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LEGAL ROMANCE

Law, 
Let me plague you 
With the infectious love of my heart.
Now that I bear the aftermath of your infections,
And your cold blood boils...

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Regiments  of verse march in rhythm. 
Eagerly they traipse word by word
Combing the theater of my mind.
Trying  this ancient captain’s orders.
Inspired to pass...

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So burdened by a crushing silence more weightier than words 
born from likened mirrored thoughts 
These reflections shown in slackened hunches 
They come to bear...

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Out of the pot of Nature's Heritage we were created.
The taste of originality to savor, such novelty to behold.
Fearfully and wonderfully adorned with a spirit...

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Oh, these trees, arms reaching as they
      did then, but even wiser ... perhaps I as
    ...

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Stand I on the line that starts the run or race 
Eyes are fixed on the destination 
Legs are ready 
And tight is my body...

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On this darling day, some sixty two years ago was born 
a golden girl with glory, glee & glow; christened Dane-
Ann, a nice & noble...

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You stopped me on my way to the well,
said you had something to me to tell.
Something new so I listened to you
Until your words started...

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A gunny sack was full of bleached skulls.
What now ? Do I attend the auction
of mortal wounds in hidden valley of dust ?
The arsenal of...

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OF FATHOMLESS MERCY

A surpassing story of old.
More than His saintly mother’s loss.
Weightier than riches of gold.
Lamb’s rhapsody bleeds from the cross.

O depths of fathomless mercy!
Bloodletting...

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I used to be obsessed with fashion, caring far too much about clothes,
Like the sun whenever he's coming and going, is striking vanity's pose.

I lavished...

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A gunny sack was full of bleached skulls.
What now ? Do I attend the auction
of mortal wounds in hidden valley of dust ?
The arsenal of...

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Woe betide lower men who fickle facades embrace
And wit’s hard-won gold for shifting dross exchange; 
Dubbing avarice-sired glosses exquisite gems pure,
With obscuring eyes decimating solid...

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Vera Pavlova English Translations of Russian Poems

I shattered your heart;
now I limp through the shards
barefoot. 
—Vera Pavlova, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Winter? a beast.
Spring?...

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