Pin Poems - Poems about Pin

The lying sewer rats have revealed themselves once again a tale has surfaced without credit but begs to be king this plague and disease has taken away innocent life We all can see the scorpion in words published in a sting the odour leaves an invisible stench deeply within souls rooted Our nation has what it...

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I Will Pour Out My Spirit A Spence Linking Pin Sonnet — Devotional Voice I will pour out My Spirit like a song, Song of the heavens falling soft as rain. Rain on dry bones to raise the lost and wrong, Wrong turned to right by mercy in the flame. Flame in the eyes of daughters who now dream, Dreams of...

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Creation cries through wind and wave and tree, Tree roots clutch soil like prayers yearning free. Free rivers sing, but choked by human hand, Hand scorched the skies, now breathes a dying land. Land we were gifted, Eden’s greenest grace, Grace we forgot, now storms our hearts replace. Replace the waste with care, the greed with love, Love heals the earth—our charge...

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When first I went ten-pin bowling was in a league of my own tho' hot to trot my score was shot splits and gutterballs set the tone my opponent bowled professionally outclassed before I'd begun she demonstrated then remonstrated “It's not 'only a game' to some!” tho' bet my set I'd met my match when playing each frame for a round looked like I'm paying...

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Duty calls from valleys deep and wide, Wide like hearts where brave resolve does bide. Bide the storms, through fire and endless rain, Rain of trials met with a calm refrain. Refrain from fear when darkness clouds the sky, Sky holds hope where eagles dare to fly. Fly with honor carved in steel and soul, Soul forged firm in sacrifice and role. Role...

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Success is drawing blood. Follow in my tracks. There's no rush. Im not missing. Just off the straight and narrow. Open to facilitate. Steadfast to invigorate. There are drawbacks But I take the plunge. Time passed as pastime. Days blend differently. Its not my daily grind. But it helps to get by.     ...

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"Faith and Fireworks: Cinco’s Call to Remember" (A Linking Pin Sonnet in Spence Format – Celebratory & Historical) Remember the cry, the cause, the stand, Stand for the faith that defended the land. Land once trembling rose firm and proud, Proud were the voices chanting aloud. Aloud rang truth through valley and hill, Hill of defiance, God’s sovereign will. Will of the people,...

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"Raise the Shields" (Dr. Spence Linking Pin Sonnet for Child Abuse Prevention Month) Cries pierce the silence where trust should have grown, Grown are the shadows where safety's unknown, Unknown are the wounds that no eye can see, See how the soul screams while lips whisper "free." Free them from hands that betray every vow, Vow to stand firm and protect them...

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He Is Risen (A Linking Pin Sonnet in the Spence Style) The stone was rolled—rolled far from death’s command, Command could not contain the Son of light. Light broke the tomb and touched the trembling land, Land kissed His feet, awakened by His might. Might bowed to love, for love could not stay dead, Dead gave way when life began to...

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My hands hold the bars I’m a good prisoner Hoping to be let out for good behaviour Head down not meeting my jailers eyes At night when the lights are off When the moon is in the sky When men cough and moan in the darkness I reach through the bars towards the stars My finger traces that golden orb My mind explores pin...

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Arriving at the space Where everything hinged I saw it...flapping in the wind Around and back, again I took out the pin And watched matter Fly in all directions Motions and potions Casting out for perfections Stuck with the pen Trying write a program That will return power To ideas that must form and live Within every passing hour One prick of the pin Blood will surface Those hungry to eat,...

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Sometimes it's time to pull the pin, not to make a din, but to abide, let it slide, and sit on the fence watching the tide come in....

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A crystal-pin prick at the beginning a monumental vagueness at the end the art of carving peace seems quite lost again in between granite slabs-a tangle of black tragedies and tiny clusters of downy light upon a peaceful being The selfishness of flesh drifting atop the brine in an endless maze of the triggered mind where blue devils tap...

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Democrats like Damocles Sword's imminent jeopardized positions of power hail her rise, Decades of teamsters support, NO, Harris-Demos few endorsed her in the public's eyes, Democrats today are like the Dixiecrats of Dewey's days are playing old-school, sex-race cards, Repubs set in their ways, and Demos are bendable like what's his face got her on second base, charades. He...

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The true essence of you prevents awful blues Blues trying to keep me from being true True inspiration of the essence of you You uplifted me to new heights and renewed Renewed life creation of God’s quality Quality of Heaven’s transparency Transparency ethos creates a new you You, transforming my soul brand-spanking new New divinity of...

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