Long Concordance Poems

The first time I saw her face, dripping water from stands of dark brown hair, eyes bright and innocent, she spoke to me, telling me her name, date of birth,  and the date of...

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This poetic attempt an abbreviation
how biological insemination
(minus in vitro fertilization)
seeds latent Homo sapiens reproduction
possibly since moment of conception,
whereby inchoate progeny

impossible to sustain
fantastic, holistic, terrific... weatherization
against prejudicial germs
that elude uterine infiltration
entering womb thru fallopian tube,
or courtesy...

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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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A SOUL IS DIVINE

Poems about a soul, got me to thinking … perhaps we identify what it is we are discussing.
A soul is really something very very special my friends, but exactly… 
What is a...

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Before the primate known as “man” became loquacious, 
With all his fishnet shenanigans, skylarking monkey shines, 
And thermo-nuclear weapons, 
There was a time when words among men 
Had not yet become discrete utterances 
Encoded with...

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Graded ten out of ten in this crusade, 
A progressing cascade that doesn’t fade, 
Self-made, self-aware word engineer,
Deploying cutting edge concepts into the atmosphere,
Projected from the celestial sphere,
Today I appear, The first of May on...

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According to an ancient tradition
One can distinguish between two senses of Scripture
The literal and spiritual
The latter being subdivided into
Allegorical
Moral and 
Anagogical senses

The profound concordance of the four senses
Guarantees all its richness to the living reading...

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Children live for a time in their own little world,
A world they create on their own as they go along.
Although they may be somewhat small in size,
They always think big and make no compromise.
They know...

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God on my side
Guides my path and controls ripples
That endeavor to sneak astride
Initiatives I take in triples

To galvanize and utilize my talents
To the fullest in concordance with the Creator’s specifications and intentions
Cooperating and collaborating with...

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Whilst I remain hopeful and confident
There are doubts in my veins
Eating up my blood and causing pains
With absolutely no room to frail
I always formulate and jubilate but to no avail
Because this fear marinate my genes...

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THE NEW JERUSALEM

THE FIRST STANZA
Have thou ever seen such a concordance?
A new relation between man and beast
For beyond these hostile hills lies a place where the boisterous Bacchus feast
Imagine the fruits of Adam grow on...

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Inside-Out with all the psycho-babble.
Multifaceted melange - merry and melancholy.

My pen’s prophetic,
authentic,
inadequate.

Hazel eyes that ponder divinity:
See the world.
See God through the world.
See the people.
Empathize with earthly beings.
Fall to my knees.
Seek inspiration.
Grab it with gusto.
Don’t wait...

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by Michaelw1two

 Heart fire is fueled by truth not lie,
 thus gifts all minds serene;
 permutes a consciousness confused,
 result a soul of facet sheen;
 perverse lapse, irresolute trait,
 venal view rebuked by mien;
 synteresis...

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Chalk eaten paper, unrolled on my floor
Stiff shoe paperweights holding it still
I'm on my belly with green fingertips
painting the backdrop for the next scene in life.
There will be oceans, for who doesn't love oceans,
and there...

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I WRITE BECAUSE

If there's someone who reads my lines,
the scriptures that I quote.
If question, or accept new thoughts,
pray poems ... give them hope.

Hope, to victims of drug abuse,
child abuse, neglect, rape.
To those due to pigment...

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Spent
By Sy Roth


Her ears still tremble with the sounds
Shocked into somnolence gasping to make sense.

The giddy bassist a rue of flapping gums missing the flats,
The drummer’s lips moving in asynchronous confusion--
But seem excited
She a carved,...

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I turned to look back, feeling anxious as I stood
"by the squeaky old gate that tomorrow will find."
Was there someone there watching me?
The gate creaked shut, echoing the taint of guilt
That I hoped no one...

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Angry words come running
out of a foul's mouth
without prudence or modesty;
condemning,cursing and defaming
whoever speaks of truth and honesty,
to appease their illogical doubt...

Gentle words, filled with contrivance,
flowing from a convivial heart 
can make the biggest difference:...

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Depart from your accustomed 
typically usual routine. 
Specialize in being a generalist. 
Immerse yourself fully in the whole entirety 
of the complete volume. 
You’ll be surrounded on all sides 
by a myriad and multitudinous plethora...

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THE DANCE POETIC (just a play with words, acrostic variation)

    T     tantalizing, titillating theater, transpires
    H      head-on, hesitating hovering hoopla,
...

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Allow me to tantalize you with a glimpse of my inner self.
Artistic in nature, wordy or just a line drawing of beauty,
that captures my core of thought.
Independent to some extent; my mind continually wonders and...

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Safety, comfort, food and offspring
Is that all they need ? Could be!
Doggies bark, the birdies sing
Feeling happy, they can’t see
Anything that spreads disturbance
Evil species of wrong kinds
Cause it would disrupt concordance 
In well balanced little...

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LA SI LA DO

The ancient ship cruises 44 nautical miles
Into the sea,
To the 'Cape of Good Hope'.
Miles cruised, some miles ahead
And the coast glimmers in the horizon.

(La vie est comme ca)
Life is like that.

No, the...

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When dusk was the tea candle
interrupting a rain-soaked page of sight,
I read it inside a subway train
one warm Manhattan night.

I sat and watched it haunting me,
with light born through the window.
It glimmered inches beneath my...

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So rhythmic is the tune we dance everyday
Some call it song, some specify as a dirge
While to majority, its neither poem nor prose
But in concordance, we must sway, bray and lay
Our feet busy and entangled...

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