Faith Crown Of Sonnets Poems

#12: Space Ghost-ed

Let's naught add to Space's new oddities,
we've space between our ears, with a spare room.
Silos hushed ... Grace spots our credulities,
our space mid-ear's...

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#11: Space Race Revised

X-X Bethlehem, then Jerusalem, He'll lay,
slides from angel wings through hourglass timeless
inquiry, that constant without delay
spatial values in place of life ......

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Walking through the tall pines of Perlarcher forst 
Munich Germany I walk deep within the woods 
every day the barbarian alps in my view colorful...

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The emptiness is left with no resolve
for all the stars in Heaven have maligned.
Your God has let morality devolve
into the darkest days of humankind.
A war...

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As allies falter from his Blitzkrieg force,
the blood of British sons infuse the sand.
They pray their brothers front the Channel’s course
for they have failed to...

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"God is my strength and my shield;  He is my soul and 
my heart; he is my breath, my song, and my reason."

...

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When anarchy consumes a barren soul,
the hatred overwhelms the beating heart.
It sickens minds and steals the body whole  
then rips the cloth of empathy...

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With lone intent, all freedom it will wrest
if obstinance you let these wolves deny.
As tonnage sinks beneath the torrid crest
your struggles for survival magnify.
Each flailing...

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His restless wolves still taunt each dauntless ship,
though sly attrition neutralized their hunt,
for subterfuge let not a whisper slip
as vantage shifted on the battlefront.
A riddle...

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God’s love is not a secret after all
His compassion never ceases to reign
granting eternal life midst mercy’s call
while supplying wondrous heavenly gain.
Along the Saviour’s love,...

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*Secret love, two searching eyes*

I
The early morning's languorous mild sun 
Seemed jaded from a nightlong tiring jog, 
And liked dawn's dew-mixed mirth nor glee of...

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Sometimes faith lives on the edge of a knife
as Sviastoslav the Rus sacker came to know 
The Khazar Khanate knew how to cut a slight
his...

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Our oath is our soul keeping 
our joys are from smoking and drinking,
From the cannabis we cultivate a seeing
a laughter from the suffering 
A tear...

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For I feared all the way down to the bones of my soul, and wish only to go home. But the light of the lord...

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ain't talking nothing but love
see that my concern
hearing people talk about me
and acting like it's a lesson learned
you my woman: and I'm your man
take some...

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