Chapels Poems - Poems about Chapels

...PAEDOPHILES RUNNING THE SHOW. It doesn’t matter where you look Or anywhere in the world you go, The only thing that’s guaranteed Is there is a paedophile running the show. From ancient times......

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... Cecelia was a new person in town to see about the rooms for rent with availability. This woman came to start a car rental company. It would serve the people within this community. Cecel......

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...I told the mirror not to answer but it wept a name I had never spoken yours. The one with no god, no grave, only silence for bones. We made chapels of each other's mouths, your breath the litu......

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... A Shining Flower Vase ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ......

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...(The Hollow City Cycle include: The Hollow City I Remember You -- the city speaks Last One Left) They never saw me-- not fully. Even when I begged them with my eyes, or left poems scr......

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...I walked through the valley of Death, Where so many had walked before. On every tomb there lay a flower, That had taken their last breath— For it’s darkness that holds the power, And it’s dar......

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...John did not try hard with his first wife she was married, he was not second wife cheated on him served him right, he deserved that. third wife was an accident. They had gotten drunk in Vegas ......

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...~~~ Live in the present, live for today for it is a precious gift to savor for its uniqueness, so enjoy the moment and do not worry about tomorrow or the fut......

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...Children's Poems III These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. Success by Michael R. Burch for ......

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... I AM Powerful, I AM Resilient, Iron Ox Fortified Steel Built, Rigid and Upright I Am Earth, Air, Wind and Fire, Most High in Sterling Light I got that Samson Might, No Mountain Too High, M......

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...The din of darkness, The cacophony of impostors, The symphony of ignorance, The decadence of progress, Colonial heritage, The empire of the pharaohs, The agony of the pyramids, The orde......

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... We sail on the waves of celestial artistry, with being as our compass- magnetic, sensitive to the touch of love's poetic instrumentali......

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...I cannot express orally, how and how much, I am unable to say its source and its flow; Is it from a human or it has divine touch? Sometimes it is fiercely fast, and other times slow; Why it's oft......

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...A cracked and empty skull makes a beautiful flower pot, desk tidy or paperweight. Place a nightlight in that osseus cave and it will become a small table lamp. Through the ages monks have h......

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...Displacement. Slow motion memories; A conscience pricked, in pictures; develop, And are delivered to the senses, on The white wings of the winter wind. It blows lazy! And sharp; skin......

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