Short Anoints Poems
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Taken by she, held
Stem of growth fuelled to full
Encapsulated
Lusting combustion ignites
They, loves explosion anoints
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Fighting apartheid, hating privilege:
Having "favorites" (?) - thus hating Favor
Until Jesus THE WORD showed me
Anoints His children, any color
*Image of Sunrise by Pixabay.
the sustenance
we heed her keeping
blest anoints our countenance~~
golden star's children
2022 March 03
the guru chakra smiles
our master is pleased
doubts of lower mind
are instantly released
God anoints our forehead
with dew drops of bliss
we are touched by spirit
borne by Divine Mother’s kiss
the angel leans in the breath
of a miracle second, babies coo
and feathers fly down and smoo
-th birds of trees sing liturgies
to the psalm that anoints your head
red flesh the secret flown through
crows……..
Who adjourns me
in this backlight story
Who will call the wolf
to dance in her captivity ?
Willow wisp dispensing hollowness
espied on fields of grey
The World's a stage
disembark at your own peril
Pontificate
your ardour
anoints us well
Every new dawn reigns
as nature's queen to start the day
and her sword of light
anoints us thru the window panes
Sandra M. Haight
Quadro: 4-line verse with 5/8/5/8 syllable count,
line 1 and 4 rhyming
First, let him into your heart
Then with his spirit he anoints you
And if you remain in him, and his word remains in you
Anything you want, he will grant
Heaven and Earth now belongs to you
For you are now his saint.
Never can you be alone
But together sit on his throne in Heaven!
Love bliss anoints, here now, within
What is love but God’s touch
Both end and the means, so begin
Let go of ego crutch
Simply rest lower mind
Narrowness that does bind
Choose joyous pathways kind
Path of truth points
Love bliss anoints
04-December-2021
Quietus
Everyone Educate Horn Limerick
Trump is not keen on making points;
Himself always awards and also anoints;
Nothing ever does he clearly explain;
Drives us insane when he does complain;
Can you imagine cabinet he appoints.
Can't wait to see them on Saturday Night Live;
Will laugh so much and hope we can survive.
Jim Horn
God gave you gifts that you may use them
Omnipresent He is hoping you choose Him
Do press on He will walk with you
Be meek as a child watch God move
Live your life as best you can
Even when disappointed by man
Solid rock is the word and
Stand on this not sinking sand
Yahweh is and He says I am
Oil anoints the head
Understand He has a plan
The seagull cries
pleading the right of birds
An Aladdin's
jibe to overcome plight
Rugged flights to fill your soul
The Madman's voice
and his lack of choice
drills the silence
His fingers stiff with sentences
hollow words I don't understand
The Winter chaff casts a slipping land
The Lantern on the hill anoints lionesses
Commuting to overcome the earth
Lord is my shepherd
He’s with me. I have no want
Always forever
I am in pastures
Verdant green with cool waters
Beside the stillness
God shall protect me
When I walk through death’s shadow
He shall be my guide
At this large table
He anoints my head with oil
My cup runs over
Goodness follows me
All of the days of my life
In my Good Lord’s house.
Life on the grand stage,
an ancient drama.
From, "untouchable",
to holy, "Braman".
One chews the sandal,
one anoints the head.
One's venerated,
the other's just dead.
There's an old saying,
life is for learning.
But the villain says,
Books are for burning.
The show must go on,
the great endeavor.
The plot of a man,
that lives forever!
date:2/12/22
Where is the boundary
between spirit and stone,
that place where myth is born
and marries meaning
to the beauty and brutality
of form. Is it only our imagining
that imbues things
with the glow of transcendence,
anoints the ordinary
to elevate atoms to the status
of the sublime;
is there only human art to warm
the cold of our lonely caves,
to redeem us from time.
Cadence of bliss emotion
playing out in slow motion,
anoints nodes across our form,
by divine pulsations warm.
Beauteous is each love hue
as it does within renew
bliss ignition by embrace,
bestowed solely by God’s grace.
Soul ascent’s immediate
by bliss burns so intimate,
transmuting us as the flame,
which may be assigned no name.
17-September-2022
HEART DIVIDED
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arms hanging on like twigs,
as anger lives inside wired mind
this virus from a soul growing restless
for once, my heart's love flies divided
until holy balm anoints, pouring grace with ease
free verse
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for Brian Strand's VERSE.... max 5 Lines
from nette onclaud
I wish I knew where time went,
Washed clean away,
Jackal jaws ate it up
And swallowed down the day.
The very sun ignores me,
Moon cuts me dead,
Spattering of solitude
Anoints my empty head.
Don’t much care for dreams
Nor sleep’s domain,
Nothing equals nothing,
Begets more of the same.
Don’t much care for waking,
Walking into walls,
Frozen frames of judgement,
Whatever befalls, befalls.
Divine Mother Herself anoints our form,
borne by magnetism ushering cool heat,
wherein all our presence does is conform
to divine bliss pulsations that repeat,
each strobe unique, bending low at God’s feet.
Are we the witness or the performer,
we know not but love index gets warmer,
as this sublime rapture begins to rise
within this urn, a step-up transformer,
beheld by presence in childlike surprise.
The accordionist (haikus)
To the accordionist playing on the streets of my hometown, Agrinio, Greece
Nectar of a tune.
A bee am I, harvesting
my memories’ buds.
A bitter tune.
Pollen on the wind’s eyes,
in the shape of tears.
Tripping the sound is
into the veins of my soul.
A rosy sunset.
Silence scented sound.
Aura of angels anoints
my prayers.
Sliding the tune is
Through the fingers of my heart.
Travails of a poem.
His heart is a branch,
And I am the bird
That crept by to
Perch on the wood,
His eyes are
Heaven’s first light
And I sit by the balcony
As the light anoints me.
Even in your darkness
I will stay
For I will twinkle
Like the stars
Even if you run
With wings on your feet,
I will jump from cloud to cloud
To even be your shadow
Or a grain of sand beneath your feet
To live with you is my desire,
And to be your love my longing.
Most delicate
tragedy
Far from ravines
Sea knows me
Air scents
Lupines of love
grow in the half light
Unfolding their
sapphire wings
Learning to fly
again
pearlescent dew
anoints this dawn
I am waiting
for the refrain
of rain
spindles weave
axis of sky
around
gentle hills
breathing
in motion
reflecting
pearlescent
painted
ocean
As she looked into his eyes;
There's something stirring in his soul;
Cries of freedom, screams of free me Lord;
She sees this, as she prays for him;
His mind wanders, as she anoints him;
He stumbles under the power of their Father;
Jesus Lord our God ;
Has come to release his troubled soul;
Now set free now he's really for the kingdom;
Dying in her arms he's free now gone home with God;
3/31/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
Care in One's Words/Actions (???? ???? ?????)
Silence in Deed, Doesn't Mislead,
Not Lulling Other's Trust to Sleep,
Appearances, Actions are Believed,
Conform to Examinations 'Un-Deep',
Surface 'What Is', Isn't Relieved,
Carefree Talk Tolls are Steep.
Stealing Minds by Impression,
Can be as Severe as 'Gunpoints',
Perhaps Worse, Guns are Confession,
Gullibility Subtlely Anoints,
At Mercy to Self Preconception,
Likewise to Misleading 'Clip Joints"
Standing brown barefoot
In the summer springlike rain
Feeling the coolness slide down my skin
Like a bird bath for my soul
Refreshing me inside and out
Each raindrop anoints
My every joint with hazel hope
Amber buttery thoughts melt
And I plant my seeds
All those cares will be
Carried away to life
The garden I plant
In the rain will thrive
The muddy hill will
bear my fruit and
The honeysuckle wind
Will carry my truth
Essence of my being
That I will love