Long Convocation Poems

8. Transformation

Yielding to those who have mastered the art
Of grasping one's place in existence's grand scheme
Life’s constant challenges never depart
But humble diligence will grow the dream

In passing from childhood to adulthood
Innocence to responsibility
Firm new role...

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Fragments United In Perfect Imperfection
And all the smeared colours unite into white
	
All
     the
           little
       ...

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A pro-active journalist
is like a research-committed teacher
teaching and listening to cooperative research designs
and presentations.

The opposite of the journalist's deconstruction
of events
is reconstruction through predictive narrative.
Just as the opposite of permaculture's green activist
regeneration
is pathological degeneration
emerging from past...

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OCEAN OF TEARS


Things were good just yesterday
Till death took you away today
Now, we are feeling like we lost everything
Oh yes, we lost everything when we lost you
If only our eyes could pour out all the...

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(The Clock and The Reaper)

Time, the adamant adversary 
of all that breathes 
and all that can be personified
 but meets perish 
at the end of an arduous linger,
The crowns of eminent royalty,
 the sweat of...

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It’s good to get together as friends and confreres
like in table fellowship or religious convocation
and then, enjoy the company of each other’s culture
as Italians, Colombians, Filipinos or Brazilians.

The day after Easter Sunday adds another occasion
for...

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Since industrialization there’s been agitation frustration palpitation trepidation vociferation
And unequivocal asseveration in favour of our planet’s welfare glorification and protection

Premeditated or not, the results on the planet are nothing short of brutalization and martyrization
Damage is...

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Polithieves
On my behalf, a conclave of crows
Then, my Imminent appointment follows
Orchastrated triumph at the polls
Heralds me into Parliament of Owls
Perching in the FAAC Convocation
In control of State notes
I go swift lyk Abacha o. 

I have...

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February 23 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 28-30

Key Verse – Numbers 28:8 And the other lamb shalt thou offer at even: as the meat offering of the morning, and as the drink...

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After waiting for long time,
Finally I have collected.
My original degree certificate,
Smile floats on face more.

Being Doctor of Philosophy,
In Business Administration
I was waiting for this convocation
Finally this arrived with joy.

Passing through time of research,
Investing mind's attention,
Affection...

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she now knows love
love, not a lifeless thing
that she used to talk about those days
while carrying a backpack
full of books and binders

a mustang she wanted to drive
symbol of success and speed
a perfect blend with boom
and...

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The latest news about the Chess Grand master told the web space
That he joined the Independent University.
It took me to the referral of Time “Epoch,”
As the time travels through the walls of Jerusalem that boasted...

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Dedicate to human rights Mr. Anna Hazare activist that fought for free corrupt Indian society. 
this poem is a result of my disappointment.
Inhabitable lineal consanguinity, paraphernalia under the subordination.
A resourceful visible Bond, to colonize the...

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I sit behind the computer
scripting the daily lesson plan, 
while hoping there’s no intruder,
of them I’m not an eager fan.

A guest speaker comes to impart
something in boring monotone.
I hope he imparts something smart
or I’ll be...

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Joy everlasting!  Blessings manifested
The crowning glory of why I visited
Heart overflowing with amazing grace
From the Father, sustainer of the human race

He gives the word, go reach my son
Out of this place my will be...

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Who is whispering? We are in conversation,
We are feeling lucky attending convocation.
Happiness is going up and is coming down,
With glitter of joy we have embraced crown.

We fathom this black gown down toward top,
Furs of this...

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Do you
too
grow tired?

Feeling no sufficient vacation
from your sacred 
ponderous vocation
as this endless day's resilient
wise Elder generation

Constantly longing for recognition,
faithfully
hopefully loving

InBetween a cognitive
emotive place 

Impatient 
for cooperative understanding
while curiously seeking co-empathic appreciation
for sufficient win/win resolutions
to slowly...

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LIGHT THAT LIGHTS ALL LIGHTS

There must be a certain brilliance
A glare that matches an atom split
That leaves even the brightest sun
Shamed in shadow, just set to stun
Yet it really exists, I am sure of it
The...

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SIXTH SENSE SEDUCTION

In ordinary ways
in ordinary days
I stand before her quite amazed
at her lithe form.

While reaching up to touch a cloud
with naked limbs (it’s all allowed)
Her beauty strikes though not to lure; 
to transform me...

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from your “Shores Of Babylon.”


“Babylon The Great”

Seducer, thou are wicked Babylon,
And be silver tongued as serpent slither.
With souls to credit thou doeth bond,
Conformed to thy way, they soon do wither.

Unholy wine be, your fornication,
For worldly...

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The preordained forgathering
An ineffable Dayspring by Night
Of the King's subjects...
Children of the Light
A convivial convocation, fervent & true
Eternal & ardent princely quietude
The Kiss of Life from the Depths Above
Unremitting, interchanging overtures of Love
Concurrent convergence in...

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Overheard at the annual convocation of a Butterball turkey flock:

"'Tis Thanksgiving again and as usual our necks are on the choppin' block!

Them pious Pilgrims began the tradition of dinin' on our hapless relations,

And ravenous homo...

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He was reading a book in the lounge,
She was smiling and standing on the stairs.
When he finished his chapter and walked,
Had a cup of tea in the canteen.

She was also sitting with her friend,
Realised him...

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THE RAVENS

“Amid the jagged shadows of mossy leafless boughs;”
A raven convocation croaks harsh judgement on our sin
No matter exculpation and our deeds it disavows
Their conscience incarnation claws the viscera within

Til confession and contrition bring the...

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Great solar winds
Agape’s breath
Where souls began
Cosmos's bequeath

First living soul
Then quickened spirit
Life’s son of gold
Mind soon seared it

Minds spent time
Lost from Agape
Became cursed in time
And not love’s copy

Within love’s genre
As solar wind blows
Renewing must be
Love's kingdom...

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