Long Abhorrence Poems

~ Morning Wheat ~ (A Pros Poetry Works) ~


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    ""Grace,
    faith
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June nineteenth one hundred and fifty nine years ago

The conclusion of the American Civil War commenced with the articles of surrender agreement of the Army of Northern Virginia on April 9, at Appomattox Court House,...

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Personal vicissitudes pronounced irrepressible self loathing

Ever since mine late boyhood
when unstoppable coded 
cellular processes did segue
I experienced abhorrence
toward yours truly,
an extremely introverted kid,
whose parents nor siblings
(one younger and older sister) could
not arouse him 

out of...

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Success left my hand, 
Abandoned me and had thrown me out of my dreamland, 
Broke my trust, killed my faith, took my only reason to live.
I crumbled down to the ground and wondered how would...

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Synopsis:
A powerful video, lyrics and music that sheds light on the devastating impact of poverty, illustrating how it fuels crime, gang violence, and psychological trauma in communities around the world. Innocent people, caught in the...

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          ""Grace,
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~ (~) "Because yes I believe as well-true abhorrence is the springboard for more pain, love 
is the land of peace that lie between." "Denial the raging river running through it!" (~) ~


~ (~) "Who...

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"Who 
is this 
speaking - 
what can 
I say for the 
bereaved - lost 
amid the shell of 
their bitterness 
and abhorrence?" 


""Like moths with dark shadows 
in their eyes children running and playing 
in...

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      Grace 
        faith;-
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The thing that went...

The first thing that went wrong - 
was the buzzing in my left ear,
the one not buried in the pillow,
the one that was open to the world.

The second thing that went wrong
was...

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June nineteenth one hundred and fifty years ago

Juneteenth hint: three hundred
and sixty six days
after eighteen sixty four.

Major General Gordon Granger
led the Union Soldiers to Galveston, Texas,
to announce the end of the Civil war
and the freedom...

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For Silent One's - Mamma Poetry Contest

Where is the love, Mamma?

Through broken Louvre blinds, you're ever watching
Rosary beads clicking prayers on repeat mode, uttering
Your plethora of Faith keeps me steadily striving 
Though, frustrated when peace...

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Because ... . 
 
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Grace 
faith;-
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            patience;-
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          mercy joy belief,
         humility and true absolution,
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From now on
I will dance as if on fire -
And when I say on fire – I mean sporadic dancing is the only form I know.
I am told I dance like a white girl
I look...

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"True abhorrence and blind tendentiousness, devoid of conscience 
strive only to nullify freedoms' humble cry-for-peace".


Love, patient, 

proven;-

the memory of God's surrender, tested lay in question.
Mercy receives no rejoinder for her desire, unholy banter, rules the day.
Forgiveness, proper and forthright, in-your-hands-I-place-certain this hope.


Help me ... lift me up ... secure me ... 


They rip and tare, at the fabric of my being,
breaking-into-the-cradle-of-my-beliefs, shouting, 
"where is Your master, He has left you, 
why do you still hold on"?


And I say to them, 

"I believe-that-my-faith-and-I, walk-hand-in-hand-with Jesus, my deliverer.
So therefore ... will-I-never-walk-alone".


So show me beauty; true love beheld ... 
butter cups thorny white milky baby, budding roses-
playing beside dancing lilies caught up in their passions, 
mid the prevalence ... of the new morning winds, undying 
laughter ... unable to be kept, purely acquired sown of faith 
through the fresh wounds; of our Lords treasured innocence.
As so it is I feel ... the beauty, you will feel, and too will see, 
what it means to be truly falling in love with God, furthermore, 
as you embrace the chance again ... .To view, and live moreover 
even greater as you look, openly upon these things,  coming to 
know and accept the Joy that all God's creation ... already 
knows, and holds up for you each day
maturing and arriving, 
in the welcome found adrift 
and proving within the honest winds, 
offered, to you through the love of our Lord 
swirled up today here, and now, again just for you ...

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Because I 
believe 
"Love 
is hopeful-
awaits patiently-
openly believes, 
because it knows 
grace always provides, 
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the opportunity".
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Loud gunshots ring out
hunters aim to bag their mark
deer season again ... . Sensing 
trouble near mother calls from 
meadows edge protecting young 
one ... . Spirit of the fawn...

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Francis Scott Key: 
“O say, does that Star - Spangled Banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?”

The Answer:

Yes, Mr. Key, the Star - Spangled Banner still waves
Over that...

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TO ACCLIMATE ACADEMIA - SOCIAL THEOLOGICAL STUDIES

Once God confused the languages, humanity processed out to form religion.
Yet, creation had given us our own separate places
WHEREFORE, the Berlin Wall was placed to confront differences in opinion.
Was...

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He's running out of Colour.
                   *eternity eternal mind over matter 
      ...

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Knowledge gained liberates or mutilates.
Ramifications of reality’s realm reached
make your insides want to abandon the body ship.
Rocking back and forth as you hurl dry acidic pain
expelled by the force of shell shocked lucidity:
You’re not good...

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"Who
is this 
speaking 
what can I
say for the
bereaved - lost
amid the shell of
their bitterness
and abhorrence?"


"Who will reject this
speak for their plight
rejoice with them, us;
lest I am anyone the
one but who is for
everyone who...

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Grace is a forgotten sensation from the depths of green.
All I have is this cracked mirror, painted with sunflowers.
Calamity, my only friend, and yet I am the only one painted yellow.
Often the prayer of the...

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Onward and into the darkest room of plague and pestilence.
Gruesome scenes wholly worthy of disgust and abhorrence.
She clutched herself deeply; vomiting, screaming, collapsing.

She wished she had not moved on from the light
She tried to turn...

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Ever since mine boyhood
I experienced abhorrence
toward yours truly,
an extremely introverted kid,
whose parents nor siblings
(one younger and older sister) could
not arouse him out of his emotional torpor
akin being on par with
Peter Peter pumpkin eater...
whereby he (meaning
author...

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Even then though—you ask how!
How can she not return the hatred!
But we humans cannot think so beyond
To even dare comprehend the mystery sentiments she possesses
Surrounding her are twelve unattainable senses
That we only know from a...

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Oh!  Ali , the son of Abu Talib ,
Today I have read your book  ‘’Peak Of Eloquence ‘
And seen your pain and agony through which 
You had gone from bottom to top in...

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