Patrimony Poems - Poems about Patrimony

...A dictum that no mortal may impeach: abundance is the concubine of dearth. You soar above the surly clouds which wreathe around us: you’ve enabled us to reach beyond our matter-patrimony, earth......

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...Cri de coeur courtesy thirty something English earl cry baby the Earl of Yarmouth (William Seymour) a descendant of very late (to the power of Google - ha) Jane Seymour, Henry VIII's third wife......

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...Can you make any sense of systemic racism? No more common sensory sense than too much patriarchalism-- all leftbrain-rightwing dominance oppressing sacred Earth's polyamorous win/win systems ......

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...Gayla Speak Experiences promote healing events not intended to contribute to trauma drama narratives. Stories we tell and trust and thrust and softly smile about when we dare to leave our ......

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...Tao of the CosmicCrack crotched between Great White Father's monotheistic Pole and silently suppressed polycultural BlackHole Now ecocidally remembering what EarthGoddess has brought togeth......

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...We are victims Tied with common fetters Loosed in thoughts of varied choices and desires Loosely searching to make ends meet: The meeting at this spot, Either to go or stay, is a choice. We......

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...Having experienced the Almighty’s goodness to our dear Motherland --- I envision her as constantly enjoying freedom bliss vis-à-vis accountable responsibility-exercise among people dili......

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...Wildflowers sleeping late on dewy days Rather than traveling on mountaintops Two flowers embrace in harmony Cognizant of nature's patrimony Thankful for the few good years that remain Their love......

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...Oh words, open your gates and relish my thoughts Without your shoulder, my walks are crippled You are the might and the sight of the mind Without you, we are just vacant glitters. Every phantasm ......

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...IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY: LXXVIII for Suzanne DELANEY, in appreciation (Prelude: CAN THE WRONG MAN BE RIGHT ? ABSOLUTELY ! If only he were NOT guilty of the self-same crime ! ......

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...IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY : LXXV IF ever I had a country with flaming flags flying on every lamp-post weather-cock and tree And if ever I were by my highest degree qualification appointed the Di......

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...IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY : LXXIV IF ever I had a country proud of its sacred Soul Patrie And if ever by a long shot I was nominated - not spuriously elected - Chef Ministre d'Etat Ple......

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...That look of fierce disdain, nobility! That regal plume of chestnut ruddy-brown with speckled breast! No hint of weak servility besmirched the falcon's fine, imperious frown. He loved the way......

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...If Yang is tea, Yin is water. If Yang is a vulnerable yolk, Yin is a polyculturing transparent embryo. If Yang is a sage ego, Yin is a musecological body. If Yang is fire, Yin is air. ......

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...Neither a fable, Nor a tale, This is a fact, A story to tell, To everyone, female and male. To generations, younger and frail. About a threat, a monster from the East, That struck the worl......

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