Dominus Poems - Poems about Dominus

...the verdant verdure of the meadow sways, like a seductive serenade, as i wander, my footsteps lost in the gentle hum of nature, the soft petals of the flower a canvas for the ladybug's crimso......

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...In the house where I was born We tied our laces in the dark Then shuffled down the stairs without a lamp. We breathed a foggy whisper On a window webbed with frost And we swore, and we swore, A......

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...Let my poetry, be the kindle to the fire, which will end the storm that drowned my soul. I shall throw in all the photographs, the drawings, hoping I can one day walk away from past. There’s be......

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.... for public domain Dominus Vobiscum Adopted ways, to thrive in paschal, wooded glens, and manners, to honor pristine water, pass through our generations to their end, pass away like a long ......

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...Catholic Stern but saintly Father Meissen scolded the parents for not having their baby boy baptized sooner. It was April, 1952, inside the stained-glassed catholic church, ensconced on su......

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... “Winter’s Journey” (Part 1a) Out on the ice somewhere, in a cold banished territory in a ferocious, hard-biting cold blizzard a mother Polar Bear is crying out to her cub who is n......

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...Then Margarita gave her father mind, for she was very happy being home. Hence three years placed in a covent confined where she's had little use of brush and comb. Removed from places she loved m......

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...I've played part Part for part - next, you wonder? Don't wonder ; for the excesses of night! Quite a candour, our mingle was. These battles, I've tales to tell for! The creamy, basking sunse......

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...Gentlemen, behold, the wild yet curious Laurentia, an unexplored beauty, Welcome to Utica, Latifundium Africanus Magnus I am Titus, the overseer of this plantation wherein sweat will pay and you w......

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...Head honcho, forever bristling Bleached exterior, this mask of countenance Princey, let me kiss you, my liege We are only Men in Black - Chieftain for the cause Priest of neoclassism Maestro ......

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..."...Dominus orationem meam suscepit." Burning his little jelly bottom raw, He blisters in his liquid greenish poop. He has no means to summon us at all To drain the acid swamp of split pea soup. E......

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