Outstretched Poems - Poems about Outstretched

Oh, God how patient is your outstretched hand Giving one a way to come to know you From leading one out of captivity Giving an escape from the enemy Only that one shall return to be held captive In gaining self pride in own works Building idols with own hands To worship themselves or things to parrish For you have brought...

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Stars beam their light from high above Earth whispers her secrets deep below All around us life is in motion God's creation, land and ocean Arms outstretched ~ eternal devotion...

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Now John and Peter went, for it was time to pray, A beggar lame from birth encountered on the way. They found him at the gate, called ‘Beautiful’, this one, So named because, at day, it glistened in the sun. And so he met them there, in need, with outstretched palms, And as they passed him by, he asked to...

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What will I do? How will I survive? If they only knew How much I need… The hamburger Potatoes, carrots All the corn they Never realize Sustains me Despite my shame I hurry toward the line Where I’ll hide my desire My hunger, my yearning Beneath shadowed eyes Behind a shallow smile What will I do? How will I survive? Do they not see The worry in my eyes? What will I do? How...

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As that fragile snowdrop tentatively but courageously challenges cold I defy your icy stance with dignity raising my head in delicate pride White sheets caress the steel rail cleansed again in chilled spaces calling me to come back home will the feelings ever be the same Outside fantasies running adrift flying kites and paper airplanes sunlit shadows hiding all the pain snowdrop glistens as I...

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regrets rise and fall chafing at the frayed nerve endings of a finite life, unfolding like origami cranes around the neck of kamikaze pilots chewing at the bones of our discontent, leaving holes in the fabric being. regrets, like and of, unborn children never growing to fruition, never falling bud to blossom they decay, never reaching the Guf pointless misconceptions...

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Hanging in mid air In defiance to wear My hand stretched out Tolerant and patient In genuineness it sought Friendship beyond the horizon front It wasn’t begging It wasn’t warning It wasn’t betraying It wasn’t threatening IT WAS BECKONING IT WAS CALLING IT WAS MOTIONING IT WAS SEEKING A friend A companion A confidant A fellow warm hand WHY DID YOU TURN MY STRETCHED ARM DOWN?...

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He kneels, this angel we call Gabriel His white wings stretched as if in gentle mourn Reddened skies capture his saddened looks Rages of red in simmering appease surround For with him lies a lacerated dark angel Her naked body arched in death mould Once a night dancer of the dark Now an empty soul resting against the white Her once blackened feathers...

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A struggling friend called me for help, his world upside down, sinking fast. I heard him speak of anger and lust but always beneath was an empty heart. Then the call ended and I was alone. Though the advice seemed to calm, I never talked to this man again but another might come in need. I've no sorrow for not knowing his fate or...

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