Prelate Poems - Poems about Prelate

...The leek will sit with pride upon that hat; and, yes, a daffodil’s another plant. The two are often worn, so let us chat about St David’s Day – or Dewi Sant. This prelate was a Christian and we......

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...Too many think that they are God Too many think that they know God Too many think that they see God Too many talk like they know God Too many sins Too many Satans Too many prosecutors Too many......

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...There is a power the mightiest king can neither calm nor tether. What power? you ask. The task I mean goes by the name of weather. It was on Saint Mary Magdalene's Day in 1342, on the twenty-seco......

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...Fire that lights up the heavens in the dark of night, Whispers that echo across continents. Burning ones, here and there, flashing like lightning; To behold The ONE TRUE IMMORTAL GOD, is to die. ......

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...just take off a layer or walk around topless i am the archpriest eating sugar puffs i am the prelate eating bagels i am halfway in and halfway out the window the mother-in-law wants i......

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...Various Heresies 5 Tonight, Let's Remember by Michael R. Burch July 7,2007 (7-7-7) Tonight, let's remember the fond ways our fingers engendered new methods to praise the gray at my temple......

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...Battery (for Hyundai Sonata) Needed Today Frugality worn by fiat generated by alternate fickle finger of fate, the plus side being said vehicle parked here in public Salem's lot, where I live ......

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...At six o’clock in the morning Upon the sixth of June Came Michael-Paul O’Higgins Into this bustling world. At school he was but middling, He never cut much ice In English, Maths, Geography, ......

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...(The Italian wine "Est! Est! Est!" got its curious name because 900 years ago a German bishop liked it so much, he drank himself to death.) Those bishop guys in days gone by were deep and sub......

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...Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 11 How might one batter to death rogue Nation State Much less Institutions Parties Power Groups Motherland religion Peoples’ opiate Kings tyran......

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...The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Thirty-One The Tent-Vendor’s son kept whining and wailing on the road Such that none could even hear their own thoughts mocking aloud: “Now what doth yon Sir......

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...The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Twenty-Nine “Sire!” cried a lame yea-sayer: “I know this mad hookah addict!” “Then drag him here by the scruff of neck be it hook or by trick! But first when......

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...IMAGINATION The mother ideology of fiction Putting to bed new and sound diction You inspire all to meditation In the right mind we bear no frustration Little you are conceived like foetus Now you st......

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...Suddenly the royal mantle of life slips away It is evening, I gathering close the cosy cloak of daily ennui step out into the drizzle One grey raindrop for one stilled life The billions who came......

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...Did I hear them sing Hosanna, yesterday? What did you drunk them on For the passover feast is not real alcohol Did you call them to repentance too So they before your heaven comes Could settle o......

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