Patriarch Poems - Poems about Patriarch

Patriarch, Dwight McIntosh Friendly and kind, always a smile Filled with joy, oh my gosh – Love so alive, love that’s still in style Patriarch, the man of the house Never doubting his family’s grace Lifting spirits with love that would rouse Hearts and souls, - adoring his embrace Patriarch, guiding with a strong hand Here is someone that shined his light Wherever he was,...

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Weren’t you lucky, up to time of your blood thirsty war, Russian sports, especially gymnasts and ballet at the fore, Gave your presidency of Russia somewhat of a credit, Hopefully with Western sanctions you’ll swim in debit And, as for the Patriarch of your Russian Orthodox Church Strange bedfellows you are, so odd, You Putin, and your puppet Patriarch, will one...

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i walk among the tombstones all my elders have gone on ahead and have left me i have become the patriarch of our clan walking with me are the ghosts of our past memories echoing through my mind guiding me along the roads I walk this is no title I have strived to achieve but i'm the eldest now the ghosts remind me of my duty to...

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It is no longer headline news, If anything scientific happens it happens for a rational reason If anything violent doesn't happen, does it not happen for an irrational unreasoned compassionate nonresponse? It is no longer byline news, toxic anthro-aggressive at-most-spheres, dark forbidding climes, cold winter evil viral feelings, relentlessly depressing grey-clouded chaotic irrational random thoughts Complicate competing patriarchal privileged supremacy win/lose systemic media events, stories monotheistically vengeful OldTestament fundamentalist Either my religious...

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Well you are the Patriarch of My Heart For many moons now you've had me Under your spell...I wonder if you somehow Overheard that old, old wish of mine standing By that big 'ole magic wishing well who Knows for sure but now you are my only Reason for being and with every beat of my Heart I love you more and...

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Roller coaster by ian munywe   Shuffling of many a feet in the street, sighing reluctantly in this awful road. As we draw closer to alien things, what we saw before not in sync, Far so far we have trod, even afar we must not stop to thirst.     Events as they present, to decipher remains quite a task, A glance back...

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He dwells in her mind He captures her feelings, dreams He commands her thoughts...

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“Deus Pascit Corvis” adorns the crest of the House of Raven. A literal translation: “God feeds even the ravens”; The living Word might translate: God provides for all, both good and bad. The House of Raven chose this creed, chose this yoke. The thought of this stirs in my soul, that my Father’s people would...

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some say the limbs of trees are telling chapters a pinecedars verse in still measure. some say a branch can speak as it splinters. with cinders regognizable for seedling faith. now pineconed buddha's roll around me with secrets inclosed in thier bellies telling me that i look like you. those same lines round the eyes, photosynthetic daylight...

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