Salve Poems - Poems about Salve

You can’t force a poem, although you can try; it seems that’s a maxim, but I don’t know why. You smash it and bash it and beat to a pulp, like using sledgehammers when trying to sculpt. Sometimes it’s the topic, at others, the form - just rains in your brain like some strange neural storm. The trochees are croaking and...

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Mr. and Mrs. Mull named their child BULL Which some thought was a bit odd Unlike some babies, his hair was quite full. I think the name is fitting said his brother Todd. Todd at age five had suggested the name. His grandparents raised bulls on their farm. His parents always told everyone the same. They would give him a bull, so...

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this we always have both Son with God and their salve soul from sin shall save...

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Cerebral ventricles capitulate in the face of fatigue. At night I am judged by executioners from the shadows who stalk me. At dawn demons hold my head upright. Our symbiosis is lethal, and I can't kill them inside me. That would be suicide indeed. /it's getting dark/ The night surrendered to me. corrosive eyelid rains destroy the skin, on my body are written...

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How grateful are we who are aware of weaknesses from our birth, knowing He knows and knew, and...

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I its funny how words contain stories call them by the synonym, mysteries SLAVE also has an antidote: SALVE where SALE of humans rendered some HALVES of what Nature's God had given ("inalienable rights") I wrote before: SAVIOUR, spelled so, has within its letters: 'OUR VISA' to Heaven Kids have often said DOG and GOD are close Or "I" am in the middle of...

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Salve by Michael R. Burch (for the victims and survivors of 9-11) The world is unsalvageable ... but as we lie here in bed stricken to the heart by love despite war’s flickering images, sometimes we still touch, laughing, amazed, that our flesh does not despair of love as we do, that our bodies are wise in ways we refuse to comprehend, still insisting we eat, drink ... even...

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Solve. Snail trail troll tongue hooks Slick word trick time - bomb ticks...ticks... Salt fire disssss solves pace. Salve. Wildfire fear spreads hate Smear silver salve to calm burns Balm soothes skinned heart......

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I cover my wounds with a soothing salve That lessens the pain in its testing path But it will not take the wound away For it may heal over to a scar in its way You may rejoice in passing through A trial in what it does to you Heed not the trial as it is made But what is learnt in...

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F ortune teller told me O f your coming my love. R eassuring me. E very hurt my heart sustained. V itriol showers on my skin. E vermore banished. R emoved with loving care. I knew it was you. N ever doubted her words. Y ou have healed me with kisses. O pened my heart once more. U ndoing years of self protection. R endering me...

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SALVE A CHILD These Seedlings, tomorrow’s Saplings, by dearth must not droop. A trickle from your coffer, from drought’s Wreckage many could save. For in your senile era, the arbor from their Boughs from the scorching sun you can not evade. From, The soil of nadir To a tilted soil these seedlings I implore you to pick, that green Finery by the fingers of drought torn, By your...

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As we talked about life and the problems we have, I pulled out of my pocket a can I call Magic Salve. You rub it on wherever the pain hurts the most. Believe me it works, I don’t mean to boast. Whatever the ailment or the problem you have, ...

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Last name here, First step there, only one allay... Vestige sagacity, flaxen ochroid genes skitter down, Diddle drizzled dints to acquiesce an ugly axis, Whet of whiled grime, tips on me thus to dawn, In hands of lonely children, bid these lips bye-bye... Bequest oaths, for ode by love is a home plight, Coalescing pivots crux fine fortunes through, Docent tasks...

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