Short Exoneration Poems

"It's a cuckold I am!", Mick sadly said
"I'm after finding black hairs in me bed!"
  "An' there's a relief!"
  Sighed Ginger O'Keefe
"I was shure ye were aboot ta say red!"...

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i take great pleasure in the kill
cherish the stalking
relish in the agony bestowed
and true to form never give
the gift of death
that would only give a chance
to some weaker moment
seeking exoneration

   Oregon   8/23...

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He is the King of my world
He makes everything fit in their mould
when things are in disarray
I know I am part of the potter’s clay 
when I weep and feel empty
He  turns around and show me love aplenty

I can walk a tight rope
fail the King at times, but He gives me scope
exoneration a honor  
a blessing from up yonder
He is my King 
the reason why my heart sings…






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YAY FOR "K"
Sponsored by: NIKKO PALMARIO...

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Hereto, as my soul lies dying,
throttled by the winds of change,
hobbled by the wrath of time
'til nothing but a gasp remains.

There abides a wisp of evil
tempered with a shred of grace,
an iota of confusion
on this saint/sinner's face.

I'm not meant to meet my Maker
'til I've done what I must do
to set the ledger to Your liking,
strike a chord 'twixt me and You. 

then will I be granted access,
evil, grace, confusion mixed,
I will need exoneration,
all my faults and foibles fixed....

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Hereto, while my soul lies dying,
throttled by the winds of change,
hobbled by the wrath of time
'til nothing but a gasp remains.

There abides a trace of mischief
tempered with a shred of grace,
an iota of confusion
on this saint/sinner's face.

I'm not meant to meet my Maker
'til I've done what I must do
to set the ledger to His liking,
strike a chord 'twixt me and you.

I will need exoneration,
all my mischief set to rest,  
then will I be granted access,
take my place among the blessed....

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