Grafted Poems - Poems about Grafted

...Lord, hear my humble cry. Give me the words to express. What the Spirit has placed within. All to the glory of God. In knowing in my own works. I was but a branch that had fallen. No good use b......Read the rest...

... In the meta-versed binaural wish song beats, skid row streets of the bottomless pits of Metropolis/ Thebes, you are quardoned off and printed in a likeness wronged-vaped, winged to the w......Read the rest...

...Broken stem of a flower Grafted in the rain shower Placid Frozen desired passion Roots of grounded lasses Everlasting stand before the sun Petals a blooms before The Shining of th......Read the rest...

...You're clothed in the nuanced expression of variety, in the unique alchemy of weave in proximity to the bridge of wear and wearer at Gaia's boutique. W......Read the rest...

...A hug is an action of feel ings of captive-seal of passion's squeeze of personal zeal. A physical mentality kind of deal. A hug, a simpl......Read the rest...

...He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. John 15:2 NIV Thank you Christ For you created a way ......Read the rest...

...Come one, come all To hear the family call We count every head Reminiscing about our dead Play our games With important names Casting out the slain Who wants only gain We decorate our lea......Read the rest...

...Two becoming one. with hearts of purity Grafted together. With your stem of Beauty Together producing new buds Deeply rooted Intertwining with Love Thorny days with rain Sadne......Read the rest...

...Morale-Boosting Award Moves an artist forward, Farewell to The Backward, His perception as ‘Ward’ A new image of ‘Lord’ Nice creations onward… Fear-Checking Award Is a commanded reward, ......Read the rest...

...They loiter in memory's mausoleums, old chants, those gilded liturgies, ready to resurrect and eat through the ear with promises under the finery of polished myth. Grafted onto our very ......Read the rest...

...Here I sit at the table of The Lord with emblems to the elect grafted in - my old faith in God and mercy restored by the love in he who died without sin. I sojourner, in the walk to the t......Read the rest...

...When they couldn't sedate me And needed to cut strips of flesh From my eyelid, I heard the sizzle Smelled the scalpel burning as it sliced And glimpsed the steam rising Through a peephole under ......Read the rest...

...OH! We are His chosen ones. We are His very special children of His gospel light! And let His gospel light! Shine! Shine! Shine! All around His world! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! OH! We will spread ......Read the rest...

...Ping Pong A Game going on Aus Govt \ DJOKOVIC A Champion Vs Continent Down Under A sport sinister Short hearing Quick disbursal He’s deported back to Serbia! “Expelled for not taking drugs “ ......Read the rest...

...Poetry often starts outside of one's self – on a distant hill or near greenhouse shelf; our-cultivations as the consideration of a grafted rose goes; the meandering, dripping of a stream or nose......Read the rest...