Prelude Poems - Poems about Prelude

Th'pain of ice is th'lacquer o'stife To th'begg'd bane, stilled, thawed Caught'n satin fame, dragg'd towards Th'Blood of a sadden'd kiss, "To this" "To what o'this" Seen 'nstead of 'nfringed love The blade, call'd catharsis a dove, "To this" "To what o'love" Fraught, unthought shove Fame fall'n still, dripp'd 'n drench'd f'love Bade blade ripp'd the blanch'd flesh O'th'pure goers' eternal rest Lay hereafter, for'ver after, Goeth detestable...

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Once upon a time over the hills and far away, near the sea there lived a viridescent princess. She gazed at the waves which seemed to appear so royal. Still, they have freedom that grace the scullery maids. Rushing to the edge stopping short of going forward. The story of life. Her crown seemed to possess her. Forced to become rogue, battle the storm below...

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Most Free thinkers ought then to agree, that this 'Cabaal' has always been, Quite sophisticated, hidden Although very devious utterly, Yet openly subversive, With its insipid evil methodology.. Were Trump to return and Biden resign,.. Albeit though by stealth of an ulterior design Their owners in Luciferian Banking decide.. So, a ruse, Good cop/Bad cop notwithstanding, What then...

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On his way to another Super Bowl Patrick Mahomes is on another roll He does just barely enough to win And then displays that silly smug grin Some Super-Bowl bound teams thrash their...

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A violin within an April stream-listen to the masterpiece ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ An Autmn frost -the silent white satin of a coming tragedy...

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Before we play, let's preamble with the entree, Enjoy the soft shoe shuffle, before the souffle. Dancing tipsy, on tippy-toes, to belay and delay the mainstay. It's a wily whisper of words, a teaser to savor in foreplay. To amble and gamble, to begin with the starters on show, Unscrambles the egg, but won’t scramble the glow. For it's only a...

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Prelude to Autumn Crisp joyful air everywhere breezy brave rebirth. *...

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We let time go by thinking that we will remain the same. As we were together each day became a change within itself. The change within us gradually occurred. Separation was not our plan. What we did not see or try to understand that our spirit was not the same. Dividing us a sharp precise division leaving us not as...

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On Phantom Pain (Prelude) When an illness — such as blindess or dementia — Descends… Then Which direction of the heart Will you choose To mark the rising vibrance Of each new day’s stark, Hopeful radiance…? ** This is the prelude to a poemstill in progress, describing/defining phantom pain. (c) sally young eslinger 3/2024. See my blog Thanks be to...

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As Christian worshipers, there is a special place where we meet together and offer our God worship that's personal and free. Although buildings constructed for God's business are also primary, The prime function and purpose happen in a place called the SANCTURY. In the SANCTUARY, there is seeing, hearing, and feeling. In the SANCTUARY, many are experiencing healing. There are myriads...

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Last night in the garden, I bent on one knee, Proposed to my love and she agreed to marry me. I picked a crimson rose and placed it in her hand, the hand that would soon wear my wedding band. Wettened by the mornings dew Closely spaced where rows of roses grew Footprints stained the cobblestone Where my love...

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In passion's realm where hearts entwine, Where desire ignites with every sign, There lies a moment, sweet and true, Where kisses pave the path anew. Like gentle raindrops on a parched land, Kisses quench the thirst, hand in hand, They speak a language, soft and divine, Whispering secrets, bodies intertwine. Upon the lips, a tender embrace, A prelude to passion's fiery chase, They dance in...

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awakening cherry trees first three blossoms...

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Tonight the act of naming fell through the floor. We speak permeable solids inflect’d by light. Things move indistinctly: a pine palette floats momentarily from semi truck’s bed, crosses its body with windshield; ovidian shift from a Forest to an old faux confectioner’s swatch, lines up songs taking fleas for fleece. A fawn fractionates its flecks & somato- phonics, flees without need...

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