Long Accede to Poems

Lord I am available to You
do with me what You need to
I stand before you and surrender my control
I acquiesce to You, the master of my soul

Anoint me with oils 
and make me acceptable in...

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It covers your soul as darkness draping over the sunlight,
 
Your Spirit seeks the world with penetrating eyes,
 
An undisputable wave, a persuaded glance,
 
A vanity inside abiding, and nonetheless
 
Fragmented consumed exhibits –
 
Pieces...

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It covers your soul as darkness draping over the sunlight,
Your Spirit seeks the world with penetrating eyes,
An undisputable wave, a persuaded glance, 
A vanity inside abiding, and nonetheless
 Fragmented consumed exhibits –
 Pieces as shattered...

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 Hyacinth Hands

Mother, ego-cracker, birthed an embodiment of freedom plaited with slavery 
petunia planter, marjoram with Malay curry and rice, yet scarcity her best performance when hunger a primary protagonist 
my leap into Sovereignty depended...

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"X" Rated (Infinite Stars!)

Our God signs with an ‘X’ ’cause His name is “I AM.”
And like Him, so an “X,” LOVE just is!
Christ, I laughed at this joke (God can be such a ham!)
‘Truth Be...

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I’m riding the subway (the 4)
Where you never know what is in store.
	A character stood
	Ranting loudly he should
Have a seat, which I tried to ignore.

His ravings got louder until
Someone rose to accede to his will.
	Though...

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What do I owe to be the
 receiver of such injustice
 from you?
 
Can you search within 
your own black heart to
 find the real reasons for
 your heinous actions.
 
For no one shall assist...

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Gust wheezes behind the sill, fog on pane
I accede to its drift while moonglow dies ;
This heart longs for you, but would breaths refrain
From asking suchlike thoughts, when time implies—
A goodbye ebbing, cast, by rippled...

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Is crimson the new black
Or just a poet's muse
Should I be standing before the jury
Yes your honor, it is true

What will be the new crimson
Candy apple red
That sounds crisp, and cliched
Perhaps scarlet instead

Oh yes scarlet...

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Aspirations and labor will tire your sinew
And when all the wearying drudgery is through
Some slovenly fool will give you a careless burial
And take charge of your estate – proud and imperial.

This is the thinking of...

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Pay No Attention
(To Cat Calls From The Shadows)
Written: by Miracle Man
2-26-2019

We should live productive lives, not disrupt peace,
Protesters hold to this one premise and oft repeat. 
“The wheel that squeaks the loudest, gets the grease,”
And...

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