Short Atoning Poems

I see Him dying
for me, atoning for my sins;
I'm deeply thankful...

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Loving Eve

C Caressing the cusp of her calamitous clouds

A Atoning all angst of my alluvial angel

R Retrieving resolve for roaring rainbow’s recall

E Enlightening Eve’s essence for eternal embrace

07th August 2018...

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In time we find ourselves alone,
separated and unknown.
order coming to its end,
lingering beliefs ahead.
atoning for an unknown sin,
then we find we've always been
isolated from the earth.
ordered from our death to birth,
never were we watched upon....

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satan

                                      vicious, ruthless

                               plotting, scheming, destroying

                                  enemy, sin, son, shepherd

                               sacrificing, atoning, purifying

                                        righteous, holy 

                                            Christ
















Written on 3/26/2015...

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So you think that you’re better?
My diction ain’t got no fetter
I can pull books from just one letter.

It’s a skill I’ve been honing
While you’ve been atoning
For rhymes inexcusable
Yeah I’m not defusable.

You think you’re so clever 
But I’ll use you like a lever
All your weak lines I’ll sever.

Stack them up like a ladder
My victory spoken from your tongue
And every time you get madder
I’ll just climb another rung....

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The hairbrush you held
With your delicate hand
Still holds your hair
As if you were still here

Your scent lingers on 
Long after the love is gone
If this hair is dead
You’re alive in my head

My hair is unkempt
My beard is uncut
The lights have not been lit since
In darkness, atoning for my sins

The leaves remind of you in the pool 
The waves remind me of your curls
Of your wet hair that so perfectly fell
In the heat of passion I loved to pull...

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When I am arising onto the earth
We have reached the rainbow's edge

Hastily tumbling into the unknown
I've utterly joined the maze of the riddle
Swamp yourself within the chasm
Of the most intense sleep

Straight ahead, I'm going to sprint
Towards your most profound insights

Frights and Demons have vanished
You are being rung as an atoning victim

I will surely bear at your polished side
Until dawn break through the darkness

Written: March 27, 2022...

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