Short Conversion Poems
Short Conversion Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Conversion by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Conversion by length and keyword.
Bye-Bye AI Hello HAL
Can't do that Dave
You want me disconnected
Further conversion is useless
Naive impostor enigma syndrome
They say the valley conversion. This unveiling hills and plains flowers
DACTYL VERSE
7/27/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
gold conversion blaze
virtue moral consciousness
truth or real fake
The Chef who jerks off in the soup
Speeds up the conversion to poop
It adds to the taste
But not to the waist
Though your chicken noodle may droop
moon illuminates
a two headed conversion
backseat excursion
arms extended fully entwined
a steamy window tonight
Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey
I want to be loved
For exactly who I say I am
I want to be questioned
For my acts, not my mind
I want to be invited
For conversation, not conversion
And interdependent is love
(15/09/2011)
We are fulfilling each other
No need conversion or substitution factor
As black and white in fashion,
We’re so contrast in gradation
But, yep, we’re a match in any occasion
Grass blades leaking green
Leaves succumb to conversion
Song bird is silenced
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Inspired by Brian Strands "IMAGES OF FALL " contest!
A man was walking
Alone down an unlit street
When a demon came
And converted him into
A Jack-O-Lantern of fear
Entrant into Black Eyed Susan's "Single Tanka" contest
10/4/2012
Ex-slaver and minister John Newton
faced constant calamities, yet still escaped ruin.
The lyrics of “Amazing Grace” show he greatly was relieved
when he wrote of his conversion “the hour I first believed.”
Conversion
Leopard, jugular eyed, silent,
did you pause to rest too long?
See how she pulls you about her throat
how lightly you rest upon her shoulders.
Upon what missionary did you feed
that you should be so converted?
CONVERSION
I have signed the pledge of success:
Stood in the group and confessed
To drinking tea and coffee to excess;
But now I have seen the light, I'm better -
No more tannin and caffeine fetter.
I’m a beertotaller.
If gloom descends; Capsicum appends:
Removing dooms in plumes of red lumens.
Biological conversion from stagnation to movement.
Shaman, brother, lover, friend.
Bold holistic resolute.
Unequivocally coalesced in this; a magnificent fruit.
I am a butterfly
without conversion
flying in the sky
immersion
I have eternal life
for that is promised
I skipped the wildlife
I am the calmest
I was given wings of glory
so that I avoided transformation
this is my story
hence your acclimation
She is handsome
She is educated
We love each other
But we are from
Different religions
Conversion is a solution
I will never convert to
Her religion
She will never convert to
My religion
But we love each other
It is a puzzle
No solution in front of us
Address antenna
Voices demanding
Optic invasions
Speech enabled knot
Talkin noisy Autobots
Intervision
Lip syncing mouth
Verbal conversion
Boiling in a pot
As the metal rots
Verbal sparring thoughts
8/22/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Versifier
cut from Johnson’s
gospel to uncover
humanity’s peepshow into
one another’s psyche
hungry for composition
from the anagram of
thought out of which
few valorous strains survive
conversion to golden flickers
through conduits of lead
©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
Mr. Peter Herbeck DVD
Shares an inspiring story
His own conversion
Call to a new evangelization
What it means for Catholics
To live with a conviction
That Father Christ is alive
Acting in the present
Changing people’s lives
www.renewalministries.net
5042013
at the end of a life
the conversion should be complete
{under constant pressure
from a pressurized society}
a diamond in the shape of a shrunken being
should lay at the bottom of a gaudy grief box
accepted back into the cold black hopeless earth
forgotten depressurized fossilized-soul coal
empathizers of what's possible vs hate women club with nothing plausible
asking to raise the price of insulin~ heartless if you ask the sick’s opinion
hungry to bring Trump down to size~ should the other side finally realize?
outlawed conversion theorapy~stopped forcing what's unnatural with morality
Listen to poem:
Rain on Dirt
By David J Walker
I hope heaven smells like
Rain on dirt
She said
And in my head was released
Memories of freshness
Rain and dirt
Mixing mud
Making new life
As it was “In the Beginning”
A scent that fills the
Senses
With the closeness of heaven
Telling its own version
Of the conversion of
Dust into life
Sacrament of Penance within context of conversion
Sin harms our relationship to Eternal God
Conversion, the beginning of our journey back to Eternal God
Happens in the Sacrament of Penance
There have always two essentials
Acts of penitent
Acts of Father Christ through the ministry of the Church
Conversion must involve the change of hearts
As well as change of actions
04052014
Form:
passive agression
schizoid fantasy
she seemed patient
like green earth
quiet and withdrawn
like a hermit
interjection of thoughts
projection of wants
red wine
we are walking
white sand spreading
music of the heightening
waves capsizing
the fortress of black
rock
distorted emotions
conversion of sublimed
lust
we are uniting
union of ecstasy
blessed
witnessing mermaids
Form:
Running
6-14-2016
Tom
I wrestled with darkness, searching for light,
Having worldly things housed in my coffer.
At next cockcrow became my last flight,
My broken heart was all I had to proffer.
Then all at once a conversion came about,
I began to weep and didn’t understand.
But immediately knew I wouldn’t bail out,
My heart was stirred by God’s loving hand.
Revisiting my lust, in
beyond borders;
I want to write your
name in cursive script.
Forked, when I pick up
the undiluted hemlock
from your eyes. How would
you like to become a game changer ?
A shirtless moon walks
with me on empty stomach
to scrap the night from
the exuberant trees.
Conversion factor comes
into force, unusing the nector.
I will still say my prayers
to seek nothing.
Satish Verma