God Paris Poems

Some things are royal
others so prosaic

and then there's everything else

You bring your own biases to the choice

BUT the question then arises:

do these (even these)

belong to...

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Do not be stress
God will provide a way 
When you touch the cross
Money is coming your way.

When God is on your side
You will never be...

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destined sacredness in the red of the blood,
intertwined shoots from the wisdom of redemption:

- Woman,
no one has ever trusted us more than the good God,
he...

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Fashion’s symbolic sensuality draws eyes, stir passions and maybe even resentments!  =]

Of course, maybe you’re above worldly conceits, above fashion. YOU, go through life...

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Losing Paris

 The village has been enveloped by fog for days.
The world is shrinking; all I see is our apartment. 
And the misery of prisoners...

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OCTAVE:
LORD, as morn yields to noon (or dawn) my SONnet will please, tease, release:
I greet thee, having access to Your throne by Jesus
And His sacrifice...

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Reader Rabbit

Toward the end of a book,
we tend to speed up, 
in anticipation of the climatic finish. 

Yet sadly, 
the build-up...
was the part we savored,...

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Rose, the bloom

Sweet in color, 
eternal in fragrance,
majestic monarch of the flowers. 

Kind lady in red, 
a fine dress made of silk, 
or sometimes sheer...

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THE SPOTLIGHT ALWAYS SHINING SO BRIGHTLY
PEOPLE ARE DOWN-SIZING ME
AROUND IN THIS CIRCLE, YOU SEE
NEGATIVITY ALL AROUND
A NON-POSITIVE ATMOSPHERE IN PLACE
NOT LETTING THIS BOTHER ME
I GUESS...

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A Paris icon nearly lost to fire 
Its roof has now gone and its famous spire
There's talk it was an electrical fault
Before the fire, relics'...

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My lady's eyes are blind with smoke
And I must stand and watch her burn
I made her out of stone and oak
My lady's eyes are blind...

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Hail Mary full of Grace, 
In castles, painted stone.
The chairs too small for children now,
The Lord is (somehow) with thee.
Though the faces scorn and mock...

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Twice I have taken in the delights of Paris
And on one of those occasions 
I visted the Louvre 

And strode the hallowed vista hall's 
Besieged...

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Brigitte my love
Our Country suffers of many debts
The people are restless
Whatever shall we do love?

Ah Macron, we must think past the cookies
The solutions are complex,...

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Happy days are here for me again.
My heart now sings, dimming the pain.
A broken heart defined my past,
But it is finally healing for me at...

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