Long Sestets Poems

In prison, and bereft of all defence,
But my Healer, graver than ever ere, 
Swirls his chair round, yon of window to stare 
As if to get inspired from Providence. 
More of a dumb than mute,...

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Proffered no reprieve, led was I like cow 
By clinic’s nurse to slaughterhouse, I thought, 
The wise me cursing the rebel me now, 
All mute, betwixt devil-pain-and-doc caught. 
Take thermal waves— weighty words waft from...

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What else but weight endless for devil’s due? 
And I’d need a few more tests to be sure, 
Grimace or grin, but I ought to endure, 
What greater devil was seemed like dawn’s dew: 
Was...

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Two scores and more years back, as I recall, 
I find my left elbow pounding with pain 
Mere bending it when turned a task no small, 
And left me clueless for the cause for strain....

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Debate also should rage if doctors know 
The mystery that human body is: 
It takes two hundred muscles, all on go 
To take but one baby step with some ease, 
Body veins stretched, end to...

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three rhymed sestets written as a cento (see below) 	

PC       I muse, while the heaving waves of life are rising,
SO      earth’s rampant tides drag...

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What's purpose of life - thought provoking question.
Guidance stated by many is confusing.
Advice received doesn't give any direction.
Some say to find happiness or love people
or imbedded in culture, no confusion,
or follow God's will or to...

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Why to be so much attached to image?
It's what you believe, they should think of you;
Trying to mold to match up their liking;
Changing self as they like, but there's limit.
Develop conscious idea what you
like an...

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You want to hear me say I’ll love you forever.
And yes, I well could say those very words to you: 
For after all, they simply state the current truth.
But at the risk of seeming callous...

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  sestets 

If we should meet;  I pray we do,
it’s first things first I’d wish for you.
If you want friends your want's begun -
an introduction to God’s Son.
Engaged in hope, I’d to hear,
"I...

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Thou art to soul as sleep is to my strife, 
The cheeks when look no more rosy and full, 
Lips red, nor knees so sturdy of a mule, 
The flesh when falters, wrinkles getting rife,...

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Know very well why you are shedding tears;
but what you gain except remembering
that dreaded sorrowful event of past.
Makes you physically weak as I've fears
it'll affect your life, think surrendering
to HIM, HE will heal your woe,...

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Seen have I friends that fish for selfish good, 
Friends that flatter, placate, put you to ease, 
Whose sweet words work as venom in veiled hood, 
And yet, their presence feels like pleasant breeze. 
Friends...

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