Reformed Poems - Poems about Reformed

Every word I write must be right -- written to the best of my ability; my product of honest thinking Not a word penned while blinking To be perfect, is to be true To be flawless is truly to be you. Every hope and aspiration should be contemplated with invested determination Without driving will there is no achievable way (make every gambit a fully invested play) All winners are reformed losers....

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George was to us The Deformed And his bones The Malformed … Then, to our rules he conformed, After he was duly informed And by us pointedly reformed And-Lo!-George stooped looking deformed Nor were his bones still malformed For overnight, new ones had formed! Just through his Conformity for Acceptance, In him stifling Tiger of Resistance....

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He recently moved into a double-wide with working, some would say classless, while others would argue for clueless white trailer non-trash. He's getting along in this post-middle class over hill and ranting shrill retiring constitution declaring interdependence in this, Earth's great ReFormed Hippy GreenCommunion Old mostly happy geezers and gussies, yes, most people of the park not quite relentlessly white and ambiguously green--not afraid of old and new colors they have...

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He was a chicken thief now and then. Until he met a beautiful twin. Pretended he’d changed. Marriage was arranged. Taught his children how to swindle men....

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been on the wagon no alcohol in six weeks... he toasts his success! Date 3/18/19...

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A TWICE REFORMED CLOWN There is an eerie silence, In the Big Top, Not a sound is heard, A heart beat could stop, A hush envelops one, And all, Only the Ringmaster, Whistles a call. Suddenly with splendor, And gust, In burst the entertainers, With such lust, Everyone’s in the mood For laughter, But is the clown that Comes in just after? A dwarf 1.25m waltzes in, The mirth and merriment Immediately...

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These times way back in 16th century when at the reformation’s heart God’s hand was showing itself so real the power of the Lord evident in no small part There in Geneva capital of the Swiss living there on French borders east side the church of God had great influence in politics, education, morally crossing the tide Great opportunities in hearing true preaching men...

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If I beg for another chance, If my efforts stay worthy of praise, Will the Jesus in you advance, and absolve my sins that blaze? time has grown long, your heart reformed you've turned your light towards other's shade you grew tired while my heart warmed and now I trust and you're afraid The clouds crawl through the sky their shape never stays the...

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REFORMED but DEAD So, so reserved and cold.. devoid of feeling, emotion denied ,contained,held back within..as if to express or praise aloud were a greater sin. Soso reserved and cold..so transparently a veneer..so thin...missing His point.. Love expressed..the flipside of our sin. So,so reserved..and false.. a facade..where thoughts are held back,left unsaid ..so so sad..are those who, without a doubt..are saved reformed,even,..yet..remain emotionally dead You may hear me recite my PS poetry on...

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Perhaps it was a bit of old moral Navy nostalgia misting from Dad's brow as he taught us moral just rule. At times in my life, honoring my father and mother; one of the ten commandments-- a must though it seemed when my father passed when I was a teen was the hardest thing to do....

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America is an idea that "all men are created equal," before we cared to define "human", "created", or "equal." America is freedom for our grandchildren in a manner we will never understand. It is the founding fathers who died for liberty. It is the darker brothers who fought for justice from kitchens and pulpits. It is the poor, the huddled masses, And their...

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Full moon listed, one Halloween night A witch flared radioactive flight Across the bow, around, With such a swooshing sound, Only a few saw this awesome sight. She was adorned in black lacquered dress. Her flight was erratic, under duress. Plunging fast to the ground, A whirlwind dive, no sound, Upon impact, there was such a mess. From the rubble there raised, a new form. However,...

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Minneapolis's Soul Asylum are back, so Is runaway train...

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After his sentence of four to serve Will we be better for having known you? A trillion point four is a whole heap More than this mind can compute Prison or healthcare Weighing in the balance Do we really want to make laws that make criminals out of our citizens for money issues?...

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