Profanely Poems - Poems about Profanely

...We two are designed to these ebbs and troughs, Gyro dynamic tempos to clench the soul, And gnawingly let go, Let flow Far far away into sunsets, And let grow further away into context, Veg......Read the rest...

...Rituals are sacred when they reconnect what LeftBrain dominant straight white privileged man has transcendently and monotheistically disconnected secular nature from sacred polytheistic spiri......Read the rest...

...*** Nobody loved like they did those nights splayed like open books, soggy foils at humid peace, at least until the next morning riot. *** I ran to the coffee shop last street d......Read the rest...

...From The Heart To The Cross The burden to carry on a journey slated, Weighs heavily on an outcome known fated. When faith is the belief in hope for deliverance Where humanity’s destiny h......Read the rest...

...Obey When we were young, everything was easy. Work was simple, school came second nature. A career and dreams, hopes and adventures… Reality is a fact, that sets like the sun, altogether ......Read the rest...

...When criminal justice is not also decriminalizing mercy it is also not social or even economic justice. When political power is not also self with other empowering then it is also anti-social......Read the rest...

...Spawned from the loins that Perpetuated the loyal serfs mongrel Seed:- These peoples of a conditioned and "Resigned-To-it-all" breed. Born into the enveloping tedium Of interlocking days...Int......Read the rest...

...Heart is where my home finds graceful relationship, where my soul simply IS, my memories of becoming, of being at my best, sometimes my worst, but always my most full, complete, most abundantly......Read the rest...

...Sir Rule, Ian Ballew and Ock, a marine set off on a houseboat to study the difference between greenish-blue and bluish-green. The deep blue sky on that fog-foggiest of days they mistakenly thou......Read the rest...

...pathetic, pitiful & pigheaded perry peddling his propaganda by preying on the populace, painting a picture of the “popular pious politician,” who profanely prays for profit, professing his partisan p......Read the rest...

...Within my breast I carry ancient death; Its face is pale and white as marbled clay. Consumed with guilt, I struggle for each breath Still sour with napalm death of yesterday. The fractured ......Read the rest...

...In just one moment I’ll bear my soul Thoughts and conclusions for time to keep Should peaceful sleep and silent dreams Relieve us of our maladies In a moment by a moments’ decree Incited by a......Read the rest...