Novus Poems - Poems about Novus

~ Novus Ordo Februorum ~ * February is meant for snow freezing weather, ten below This year the grass is green and the birds, they sing but with trees yet barren, March could still sting ...

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“Liber Novus” Life is read it bleeds continually we simply need to stop and breathe forgive ourselves for tripping over misspent thought too caught up and enraptured in the chapters we imagine we always dream best beginnings and tidy arduous ends unicorns in black matter Life is real hell it reels us in we are what passes through, processed light steaming we enter in screaming a new mission older memories forgotten needles...

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My eyes Inseparably focused On the plain, colorless canvas And yet Still ideating A bright, elucidating palette, The golden curls Falling over the strong, pensive face Shown glancing At something unseen, “Oh,” I wonder, “What might it be that fixates you so?” Do you heed caution? Perhaps an undisclosed epiphany? Or is it fear Which makes your broad jaw drop? The great, big arms Spread wide open Like a pair of...

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Devoid of old qualms and ruing sigh Wing your arc for purer stratum high, Past's mortal morsels I urge forsake For dainty victuals sage angels take. As mighty Retribution's brooms sweep Away avarices that now huddled weep, Your best plume beyond trite ethers ply Into loftier climes where finer eagles fly. Viral cloud your heaven-sent comrade is If you’ll hit hardest with...

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The new education system In truth it’s meant to twist ‘em Into something that A child ain’t meant to be It steals their precious playtime Corrupts their daily timeline It heralds a New World Order Insidiously It takes more, than just one man In their evil global plan To change the hearts And minds of every nation Go steal their freedom surely Go get them nice and...

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When darkness has world's attention The earth is filled with damnation No man can get his bearing Always will man be tearing The world is prepared to destroy For death a bomb they deploy The peace we see is in thwart Such war we thought will be fought Alas! He still is waiting For the soul that needs his saving The one who's ready to...

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An era of the new star A period of the just born Where the canny dominates The generation that creates A domineering stage of life Of all human race and strife Beyond the hills of imagination Above the thought of creation Away from the face of he That makes all things to be Who made all things exists Whose wrath one can't resist But...

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Behold the ship, lost at sea, It changes direction so frequently, And I with them, new to sea-faring, Sit and wonder...will we ever find our bearing? And all of a sudden it comes to me, In a moment of divine epiphany: That a ship, captained by only its sailors, Cannot navigate a sea, which no-one favors, And thus I tell my un-happy crew, The...

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It takes a man with a stalwart, confident, martial manner, and an almost hitleresque voice to convince a man to kill another man. It takes a fraction of a second for judgment to strike the primer and put an end to the drumhead trial....

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