Reveals Poems - Poems about Reveals

ALL of us MUST REMEMBER what tiny space one occupies in this world of God's creation. History will tell the true story and how we manage it. “The heaven and the heavens belong to the LORD, ...

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What is this creature revealed, when an object hits the surface field? It emits a splash that springs up into the air, like a fountain surging up skyward with flare, to reveal everything you need to know inherent, in water's omniscience, naked, fluid and coherent. In tiny drops or torrents tumbling grand, Water seeps into cracks, slips through a hand. Amorphous and shapeless,...

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And silence is all, it reveals what the world keeps secret, And she is the world, a universe in her eyes, an infinite vagabond. "Whom have you loved before me?" I ask with a voice like the wind, "What have you let take you, that I must envy in the silence of this hymn?" Questions are like oceans, boundless...

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Apparel in my closet adorns me with modesty Blending along blouses that bear dignity Confidently exuding elegant beauty… Dresses distinctly define my femininity Exposing woman-roles and their variety Floral skirts mark motherhood’s blooming serenity… Green and golden blazers gripped my mentorship tenacity Hoisted by scarfs and shawls of freedom certainty In persevering to reach-out, creating impact in the community… Jogging attire shows...

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I see no sign of forced entry... just copper suns and cornflower blue, have you been here all this time? I cannot recall inviting you, and now all my voices are a chatter, with threats I cannot construe. ...

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The second Shadow reveals The spotlight reveals In the brightness a shadow is seen On a wooden chair Is wooden arms and legs The back rest cushion A turquoise color Head and the sear On the seat are Two bunnies ornaments When the spotlight shines The shadow appears A man and a woman they stare at each other Coming closer slowly When they are closer They embrace into a Passionate kiss this...

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I see you clearly So perfect in the moment That I forget time...

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The Party played 'Pin the Tale on the Donkey' That's how they came up with a senile honkey Reprinted with permission from 'Ten Greatest Political Poems Ever'...

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I remember every feeling of love I had ever felt. There can be no love without pain. The way it was , the way it is. Time turns love into this. Who can say they have never been hurt, Or that love lasted without a single word. Pleasure is sought on the heels of pain, The feeling is all the same, But I...

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Goddess Athena is the guardian of Athens, the soothsayer said. She is high-born in mythology, and exceedingly well-bred. She has been protecting the citizens in a variety of ways. And will be forever, until the end of all of our days. Athena heard the soothsayer and rewarded her with money. She also sent her barley, gemstones, wheat, rice, and honey. The...

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Time will tell Are we stuck in hell ...

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Scott Morrision says the USA had slaves, Australia did not The Aborigines may disagree, and women in the church, along with boys WE heard the scandal (Maybe sex slavery is really FREE!) Now, I know something else, those Queensland sugar plantations Deep in what HUGH TINKER (no Indian) called "New Slavery" since 1838! Once Britain showed great heart to...

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Honoring Master Poe, Darkened Verses That Saddest Of Truths Reveals The infinite black, oozing forth relentlessly unholy and unmerciful dread with infinite sad cries from those once innocent and now long since dead Only evil, and its many platoons of shadowy, and most ravenous beasts can forage about for far more victims on which to torment and then feast As...

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Snorting, snarling, spewing, glowing phosphors from its flaring, hairy nostrils the Truesoarius is a mythic dragon that stalks and lurks in lore. Never cowering in a cave, ready to rise from the deep seas or from mountains poised to pounce, in the clouds, in every breath. We fear it more than even death. A scaly, spiny denizen of the id. The feral fact, the uncertain...

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Loneliness arrives for breakfast, anxiety for lunch Rejection for my dinner meal, desperation left for brunch Passion came and passion went, the nighttime thief did steal And darkness all that’s left to bear —the emptiness reveals (Dreamsleep: May, 2019)...

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