Spiritual Obituary Poems

I wish I could tell you that I touched an angel's wing today.
They enveloped me in comfort and carried  me gently on my way.
I...

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A most remarkable parish spire! and, widely acknowledged as 
Just such...constantly commented upon being seen for the 
Very first time.
Pressed into the church's soft sandstone...

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Darkest heart a ruddy black 
Dried blood and static
Blackest of black eyes roll in empty space
The darkest night in deepest oblivion 
Of volcanic hell frozen...

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Till tomorrow a nasty style
Nigerians stretch a bold mile:
Sermons which begin with obituary 
And proceed to The Mortuary…
 
The Waiting Choice of Deaconess Emmanuela 
Seeking...

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Alabaster white, brazen in bold 
can’t be bought or sold!

Silent as it is Sinister 
somehow that alabaster glows?

Surface, a bony texture; cracks, fissures 
like something...

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Black Hotel
Immortal fear, 
blind rage appears on black rock… 

How does it rise along on a lonely beach?
…an outcrop of the night!

A black hotel looms...

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“When I Get To Heaven” 
As I walked to her bedroom door, I paused to wipe a tear.
I had to stay strong, God would take...

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as the Towers die away 
alone on a beach where thunderheads Roll 
where I stood far from
shards of glass fire, horror, disaster
they televised only elemental...

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As I look off into the sky...
I smile and realize ... That I am the sunshine that lives within the light...
For God has led me...

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This illusion of time has no reason
If there was no history
Where will we start
Now that we know what we are
In a world where eyes never...

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Rule of law 
Burning under the sun
A smoking barrel of a Gun.
In the Shadow of her son,
The eclipse in full halo of fury’s gold,
Crimson n...

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Well! Damned Nation…
Oh. Hey! You there!
You are in a rush, 
I see.
Can you point me to the holly-caust?
Where the burn of sulfur flares? 
Ah yessss,...

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when judgement day comes
where will you stand how will you answer
when the questions are asked
by the seven heavenly angels sitting in judgement

what did you do...

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I wrote your obituary today
spun from hearts of gold 
the slow art in molding clay
lines of ink pull the string 
connects the energy unseen
now a...

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Robert Frost...A Reflection

No matter corporeal essence
     of Robert Frost bid adieu
from temporal plain approximately
     five and fifty...

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