Long Inditing Poems

My heart is inditing a poetic matter
My tongue is the workmanship of a divine potter
My glossa is the verbal-scripter of a meditative writer
These words are the instinctive outburst of my soul
Liken to the boiling fountains...

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As I stood before the porcelaneous basin,
And streamed into its already uric and xanthous-stained depths,
A stain, a sight and a liquid yet yellower and more urinary;
And as cloudiness, not of mind, but of that which...

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Lunar radiance this small hour
June fifteenth thousand and nineteen
(very early morning errand
to fuel 2009 Hyundai Sonata)
at Zieglerville, Pennsylvania Wawa
found gaze tugged toward

infinite celestial vault
luminous neon phosphorescent
quintessentially, punctually, outlandishly...
radiating, scintillating, treasuring
untold vast wonderment
since time immemorial

tremendous headlong...

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Poetry Soup friends are rare, yet precious treasures
Offering kindred bond beyond poetic measures
Empowering communication prowess midst word-usage pressures
Tending to souls with every remarkable message that assures
Reaching hearts’ fissures with hope and love enclosures
Yes, indeed expressing...

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Poetry’s duty can’t be detached from poet’s heart*
who governs direction of muse at the very start.

Thus, a poet is challenged to be responsible
cognizant of task as influentially noble.

Since writing endeavours do create varied impact
poets are...

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The poetical books are nearly, by me, complete;
Next follows those once-furled, parchmentlike
Scribal tablets on which were calligraphically 
Indited the books classified as 
Naught but "prophetical"-
After the major and minor scribes, 
The authors of which, and...

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Ordained to declare words divine
reverberating with “Thus saith the Lord”
they documented awesome miracles
exposing wondrous historical occurrences
proclaimed among precepts and statutes.

Inditing* blessed Scriptures
they were scribes of spiritual calling
endowed with understanding and wisdom
not according to their own...

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I write because:
Awesome God Almighty allows my communicative ability
Boundless is His grace that brings out muse that's blest
Creativity He endows to keep poetic heart to compose  
Driven along determination, desire and devotion 
Empowered by...

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 “My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.” Psalm 45:1 of the King James...

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Relationship with the Lord so vibrant
His offered partnership, indeed jubilant
Sweet fellowship, blissfully radiant…
…Such fires my poetic heart for thoughts triumphant.

Secured by Christ’s salvation, grandly precious
Nurtured with His Word, steadfastly tenacious
Treasured as recipient of eternal life...

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“My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.” Psalm 45:1 of the King James Bible

Poem...

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Inditing* love notes out from the depths of heart
Earnest poet spends much time right from the start.

Asserting truths passionately along wisdom’s perspective
Poignant poet embarks toward thinking sessions, being reflective.

Musing with service-kindness along its myriad engagements
Enamored...

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Entrusted with divine oracles
reverberating with “Thus saith the Lord”
of wondrous historical chronicles
proclaimed as “Thy Word”...
you documented sovereign miracles
on scrolls, through frayed, cannot be vanquished by evil sword.

Hence, you are honoured with your diligence
along heavenly vision-iridescence...

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This life will be briefly averred
as a part of me is well aware
that I will always be remembered
the every moment you live, you breathe
you write a single word each second
and you will sob inditing each...

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I would be the pen* in the sovereign Author’s hand
Communicating what He has perfectly planned
Along righteous command of virtuous demand
Toward gracious life that is bountifully grand.

Honoured am I to be gripped with supreme prudence
Exposing heavenly...

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The dripping poet’s pen
		is a ready tongue
		excited to be heard
		by curious eyes
		seeking enlightening 
		through imaging words
		of a contemplative mind;
		metaphorically
		visioning cosmic truths
		from the cistern
		of revealing wisdom;
		timing life on earth
		between the light
		of living and the darkness
		of death—both...

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