Diadem Poems - Poems about Diadem

The torment is relieved! No more the whip and scorn. Perfection in reprieve Of agonizing thorns. No more shall man transgress, With whip, or fist or thorns. His head now fitly dressed: Announced by sounding horns! All glory to our Lord Who for mankind prevailed. He overcame death’s sword And all that sin entailed. Cast off Thy carnal crown Composed of thorny stems! Put on what jewels surround: The Shepherd’s...

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Locked behind the gate, a jewel lies hidden. The wind emits a mutter of love smitten. A shadow plays a game of hide and seek, With a tantalizing prod, and a sneak peek That glints a sparkle from par buried gem. Amidst the interplay of black and white, lies the mayhem, Of a memento of love lost, jewel lost, diadem forsaken....

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High Abode into the Realms Of Glory Robed in Buddhic Vestures of Victory, Where The Sword Of Liberty Reigns Supreme A Diadem Of The Victorious, The Crown Of Sovereignty And The Great Ascent shines Light on the Greater Man Zin Uru, Unto The Holy Land Where Rubies Of Fire Shine Sublime A King...

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Red Fiery Sapphire glows from the Kings Diadem To Rise In Light, is to Rise the Greater Man Jewels Of Power and Strength for the Chosen Crown Oscillating Bonfires Of Glory to Trumpet Sounds, Exotic Gold for the Triumphant Soul Beyond the Lower Nature an Emerald Throne, Jasmine and Fire the Garments of Victory ...

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"Snowflakes Melting before the Diadem" Winter is coming and what then? the dreams frozen snowflakes falling we succomb tongues out waiting for manna, pills swallowed for the diadem needles of pine instead of thorns bedded, the sweet sleep is coming, slowly it cajoles swiftly it comes the folded corners sheets tucked in the safety barrs raised, just so, the corridors their watching starched stations 14 in all, busy with purpose soft shoe assassins monitoring...

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A diadem of sovereignty, a symbol of royalty made up of Unique jewel of valley surrounded by the rarest gold of Mountains Waited for it's rightful place to dwell with all its treasures and troubles After an indefinite hunt for a secular and Democrat souls Chosen the queen of peninsula and set its heart on hers The diadem...

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Shem Saw Spirit Deep darkness And light all fighting To know how the cosmos was made To know our hope in our liberation in the end This gnosis was given by Derdekeas, who is Christ the son of Light, for those lost Inspired by the Gnostic text The Paraphrase of Shem...

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Primavera Comes Lightly she descends-- her feet move toward us, over the crest of the Vermont hills. In her footsteps spring vernal pools; in her hair are golden willow twigs, tangled goldfinches with black-barred wings fluttering. As she passes, her breath breathes early violets and crushed grass, mixed with notes of woodsmoke and diesel. She skirts the dusty tractor tilting down by the brook; the...

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A DIADEM OF BEAUTY The ancient of days, His words never decay The shield of Abraham, Writer of every dream Arm of the Lord, Keeper of his words Heirs of all things, The beginning and the ending Desire of all nations, Anchor of eternal salvation Father of Glory, Writer of every story The lord strong and mighty, One that inhabited eternity Possessor of heaven and earth The key holder of...

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how neat warm and calm! deep in the far lovely south crown and diadem Big joy & smile!...

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In awe, upon the canyon rim I stand, Westward looking, entranced by a dying sun, Who protesting, casts its blood across the sky. There, beyond its sanguine crimson reach, Against the blue dark velvet cloak, A single trembling star pulsates. A gem placed by God upon the breast of night...

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Music uplift my heart Disperse distress,down cast depart; Vivaldi on Venetian violin In concerto,cello and mandolin. Music enlarge my mind Reminece and then remind; In Mahler's opus strong Adagio,lieder and song. Music to suit my every mood In valued secluded solitude; Satie and Pachebel Motifs that haunt and indwell. Music tingling my spine As emotions re-align; Choral and slow requiems In pleasing dulcet diadem....

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