Jugular Poems - Poems about Jugular

Hooked onto the jugular notch is a ray of light under God’s watch, that soul’s ascent ego may not botch. Noticing the happenstance reoccur, with bliss magnetism we concur, as nodes within, in joy purr....

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Jugular notch sounds a bliss beat Forehead gridlines entwine Our Lord at the crown takes His seat Spinal implants align Without thought commotion With utmost devotion We sip soma potion Presence keeps watch Jugular notch...

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Jugular notch, the connector Between our head and heart It’s the love communicator Where soul journey does start Vishuddha chakra wheel Manifests bliss appeal For pure hearts full of zeal In stillness watch Jugular notch 31-October-2021 Quietus ...

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Conversion Leopard, jugular eyed, silent, did you pause to rest too long? See how she pulls you about her throat how lightly you rest upon her shoulders. Upon what missionary did you feed that you should be so converted?...

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Yes sometimes Intoxication take residence In the heart I drink From Love's tarven And lose myself into its Holy grail Like fish in oceans Sometimes Yes! I want you closer As a ring to the finger Thorns to the rose Closer! Yes And hide from judging eyes Like blood in jugular veins....

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It was not uncommon to discover a missing Brother Legionary castrated, and decapitated with a headless eagle carved upon his chest, don't speak to me of morals and mercy for I have seen and dealt the damage of rude death, hate becomes your Father, vengeance your Mother aggravated murder your cause when everything you revere and fear merge to make a leviathen of...

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You can't imagine what it's like to march on a sacred city, to plunder and pulverize a Peoples' physical promise to a Deity, demolishing centuries of lavish labor, wasting offspring of ancient heredity, destroying flesh, scripture and stone with a savage Roman military synergy, a discipline determined in it's destruction of dissension inspired by ancestral victory, politics was not our...

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I carried on to butcher with precision and pride for 5 hours saving the lives of a Centurion and 6 other Brothers, and rescued the Standard of Legio V Macedonica from being burned, I actually sealed my chin wound with the hot metal of the Standard, for these acts of valor I was awarded the Corona Civica, and a...

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You can't imagine what its like to march on a sacred city, to plunder and pulverize a Peoples' promise to Deity, demolishing centuries of lavish labor, wasting offspring of ancient heredity, destroying flesh, scriptures and stone with a savage Roman military synergy, a discipline determined in it's destruction of dissention, inspired by ancestral victory, politics was not our purview, methodical...

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