Reverberating Poems - Poems about Reverberating

High fidelity reverberates well truth of God's message ringing yon eardrum reaching depths of heart... ...toward freedom soul's salvation liberating faith to spread news... ...echoing love and grace* joy of peace... ...clear for all to... ...hear! *Ephesians 2:8-9 For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast. April 18, 2024...

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life is a chessboard, with kings, queens, and bishops, ...

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I think form in poetry (in all sorts of writing) is akin to math: without meaning until we are talking the likes of apples and oranges; buildings and their elucidating inhabitants: what goes into, and then comes from our hearts – minds that dream... The crux of any communication is what is being said, how it is being said~and whether the...

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Vibrantly thrilling... such romantic experience prevails as I recall those moments when soul lingered in sublime ecstasy midst delightful heartbeats expressing joyous countenance--- blest indeed! Reverberating with bliss… such romantic story still reigns as I picture the one-flesh* union enclosed around fidelity-covenant during assertion of marriage-vow while eyes radiating with love were glued to dearest darling. Today lingering so vividly… such romantic impact keeps me inspired as I witnessed...

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Memory verse-recitation enriched our phone conversation, concluded with, “Mommy loves you, but God loves you the most!” Gaining consciousness after his accident, “Mommy” was the first word he uttered. He’s 22, but he’s like a two year-old, longing for Mom.* God-instilled Mom’s love reverberates in the heart** oblivion can’t shut *Such son is among the children whom I...

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“To be or not to be: that is the question”* Shakespeare’s wise words, worthy of introspection… Such was first brought to my young mind’s discretion During an English grammar class instruction When teacher in her earnest presentation Discussed “infinitives” to their full fruition. In my high school poetry recitation That line echoed with mirth’s retrospection As it reigned along distinct elocution In grand oratorical...

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Gripped with various sounds of silence... How can my counselor’s heart and social worker’s mind escape being affected? Disturbing and confusing Eerie sounds of silence I discern Aftermath a lover’s quarrel… Then there’s the oppressively afflicted Hurting silence-sounds I loathe to entertain Followed by vexing sobs of attention-seeking teenagers… Never could I ignore the agitated and restless Enthusiastic yet silenced sounds from...

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After the rains, it was a full moon in summer night. Fleeing from a subculture- of violence, she was nestling in the arms of clouds. A lost killer swearing with bruised arms, raking up the old vendetta- beheads the phallic image. A brutalizing score, when we were celebrating the moon’s arrival. There was no impropriety in spilling. Sperm was the conjugal bliss. Satish Verma...

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Horrible snore Startled me to the hard floor…. Couch to explore...

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Echoes of wonder streaking lightening from the clouds above Transcending, ascending and descending in ways that defile the norms and laws of mankind Beautiful moments that caress anew purely, initiating continual healing of broken pieces of hearts together Floating, flashing and striking across the footprints of the dust of earth, illuminating bright with scenarios overshadowed with the history...

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Can’t remember what you look like or even the way you smell I’ve gazed upon many who fit the description but are any of them you, who’s to tell? I’ve told myself I’m over it time and again But the feelings of abandonment nag at my soul and my aggravated spirit cries, “Daddy, where you been?” I’ve ran through...

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