Long Molder Poems

A piece of waiting clay adapts
To a sculptor's finite stroke,
Infants heads were shaped by hands
Of older thinking folk.

Eight times a molder in his chair,
A newborn child held near.
Tiny heads-so softly stroked,
By my father's hands so...

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I.

I had the son for a sacrifice
Proffered in faith and joined to love
My covenant with him is eternal, sealed by his blood
And his fire consumes what he pleases
Though the waters be deep as the abyss,
they...

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January 26 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Exodus 26-28

Key Verse– Exodus 26:1 Moreover thou shalt make the tabernacle with ten curtains of fine twined linen, and blue, and purple, and scarlet: with cherubims...

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There she is, rainbow hued, hazy viewed clues.
The whistle chimed waves clear her unspoken throat.
Pardon Lady's wispy tension, a molder of falling sand. 
A maker of details form the reality of dreamlife.
It is not man-made,...

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into the world comes a brand new life &
regardless of whatever consequences brought it
the little one now breathes this air 
the little one now feels the chill
the little one absorbs every stimulant
every single iota of...

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A POET LAST WISH
Thou my day spent like,
The sun in sky.
Shined like a diamond in 
The diaper,
My life thought pored out rays,
A solider thought about going
And not coming.

A king that has not been crowned
Ah! Ah!!...

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For Timothy Lee

Darling, take me in love’s tender embrace.
Let me nestle close upon your shoulder.
Being next to you is my perfect place.

     Sweetness, as our fingers now interlace
   ...

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FATHER CREATOR OF ALL AND MANKIND

Beautiful, Father
Heavenly, Father
All faith in Him, All faith in Him
All faith is His
And His  way is the way, today
Predominance
Ahh!!!! Oh! Holy presents
Giving divine
Creator of all and mankind
Your blessed assurance
Yet...

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Let green not your wonder red, 
Less your square, that I blue. 
Though I now orange fifty hexagons, 
I have grey, and have, rhombus. 
Shapes, though divine, colored things; 
Some have brown as old again....

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Can art exist without sentiment?
Can it debut without a concept behind it?
Can it breathe into a soul without it?
Can it truly be art when its meaning is not or shrouded?
	
First things first – what is...

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There was an ugly duckling,
Isolated herself in a stream,
Unable to show to the world,
As hidden as a treasure in the wood.

Everybody laughed at her,
Pitied, Insulted, and judged,
All she had to do was cried,
But forgave them,...

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I.
Not a pseudo thug turned rapper, 
Or a pseudo rapper turned poet
Nor a pseudo intellectual turned advocate. 
Simply a front-running, pack moving, sacrificial mind-molder:
A father with good intentions.

II.
A forgotten piece on a forgotten puzzle,
An onslaught...

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I have often wondered where the soul resides beyond
The wavering seas of this life’s unending circumstance,
Where it comes to rest when this infirmed body lies
In everlasting sleep shrouded satins and lace embraced,
To my surprise, most...

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Molder of minds, the beholder will find
overwhelming kindness and warmth from a heart
reared in the sweetness of a beautiful soul, a country
girl who lives up to the songs, caring and genuine,
always bettering her world, brightening...

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I measure my wealth
looking at my grains of sand
wondering if the clay
that surrounds it
will keep it together.
I measure the water
a drip, a drip...
should I drop the bucket?...
with a list that I should do?
Swiftly moving to...

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Let me molder on the surface of the Earth. Leave me on dirt with dross and peace. Let the four seasons sweep over my husk. In blood crush dust and petrified grease…. A feast for...

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from innocence to
playfulness & from
playfulness to 
“accidents” & from
“accidents” to 
punishment & from
punishment to 
obedience & from
obedience to
“education” & from
“education” to
refinement &
from refinement to
structure &
from structure to
“progress” &
from “progress” to
advancement &
from advancement to
worthiness & from
worthiness...

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Now I am alone no more
I am always with my muse.
I used to not hear her before,
Now we dance listening to blues.

We argument and yet we talk
What she does? Inspires me a lot
We wake up,...

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I am
King Sisyphus.
Known as noble and great
Why such jealousy among gods?
They wanted my great doom.
Hence the trial
Boulder!

I am
King Sisyphus.
I carried the boulder.
I proved I am greater than them.
They were so astonished.
I felt better.
Bolder!

I am
King Sisyphus.
I...

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Somedays I wish I didnt
Think what I think,
These patterns of thought,
Have me in the sink,
Then bring me to the top,
To put me back in my seat

Somedays I wish I didnt
Believe what I believe,
So I could,
Give...

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I do not wish to speak out as a knave,
But the future I view is meant for a slave.
For most it will be bleak though some be brave
As government controls from cradle to grave.

The essential...

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In moments of total darkness
with you I grapple, damning,
questioning if you really are
who you claim you truly are.

In my times of deep despair
as the soul lies abandoned,
I laugh at how overrated you are,
more a pest...

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