Reprised Poems - Poems about Reprised

I. Like arrows swiftly launched on bleeding wings, space and time flew to shape our foretold fates. Parnassus glorified supernatural beings, birthing grand songs too vast to narrate. From Pierian springs, I drank like deer that pants, hoping the Muses touch and Apollo grants, that I might drive his chariot of fire, and sing legends...

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Salutations! Are we all just a footnote in God’s mental thoughts? He’s gotta BIG BANG Universe to run, does He not? He’s the most masterful, magical, mystical, mathematical Magician. He’s the “I” in Inventiveness and the thinking in thoughtfulness. He can be everywhere, all at once. Anywhere, He wants. Anytime. He can be anyone,...

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Americans were shocked and stunned ‘Reason’ abandoned, injustice had won On Sept. 8, 1974, when President Ford exited the stage The Republican right was left in fistic rage While the Democrat left was aghast, How could Ford do this ...

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What beauty is (to the geometrist), has the shape of the Golden Ratio. Beauty is courage, the defiant fist of a protector fear can't overthrow. Beauty, also, is Hector's promised vow to defend city, child, and princess bride. ...

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A love so hot and tempting as rising dough, like fruit, oft' ripens during spring's brief life. So feed the hunger! Bite the apple. Though some will judge you, let it not cause you strife. “What role does Nature have for a pure virgin?” That,...

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I. A bard and swan, I love thee, Rose: the one for whom I pen this song that trills a note which sweetly flows. A bard and swan, I love thee, Rose, for whom the mind expands and grows when the sun's rays burn hot and strong. A bard and swan, I...

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What you are to me, must you ask? Then let me say and say it well. In the past, you once wore a mask, a face of what I could not tell. Then, like a god, you take to task ...

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Far from this antique bay and moor, your plaintive voice sung for my soul, and lifted me to Ithaca's shore. Can longing's echoes loudly toll, and invite me to your front door, like gods that decreed from a scroll. I sailed to Troy and far beyond, ...

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Since a child I am quiet when the thunder rolls A but smile When lightning touches the coals It's not me To argue or compete with wrath Nor could be Common found in a common path I learned too Never to be sure again, for god must Only true And surer than all little mortal dust For how then Was Adam and with better minds Than we men Convinced? Any...

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What stones seeks truth In this light What darkness reveals Truth, in this night To know this answer, What truth seems right...

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The breath of priest Stains this tainted glass This light of men In the eyes of God Forgive me Lord, For I have sinned We shall not Break this code, within or Let these confessions explode, again Dear Lord, these priests are men. Amen...

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