Short Purifies Poems

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Premium Member Barbados Beach

aqua and sky blues 
enchanting, entrancing hues…
a Barbados beach 
soothes, purifies and cleanses -
a salve for soul and senses
© Jim Healey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka


Tear-1

HOLY TEAR COMES
                                  WASHES DIRT OF MIND AND SOUL
                                            PURIFIES CONCEPTS.....
Form: Haiku

The First Cause

The First Cause is our Heavenly Loving God
More intimate than any of this sod.
His Holy Spirit abides
Like the Life-Sap confides
And purifies at the root,
From head to foot.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Phoenix

A phoenix reincarnates, self incinerating. Ashes to revivification; phoenix achieves. Spontaneous combustion that, humans can’t master, purifies phoenix’s spirit.
Form: Sijo

Premium Member Aromatherapy

AROMATHERAPY

gray mist percolates
through chute.
lemon oil purifies air.
diffuser loops its mood colors,
as water evaporates,
and i fall
fast asleep,
in wholesome breaths.

12/29/2017
Form: Imagism


Premium Member Top Tier

Our tiers mummify the air
Our blood mummifies the soil
Our eyes purify aware
Our lives purify from toil

Your tears purify the air
Your blood purifies the soil
Your eyes mummify aware
Your lives mummify from toil
Form: Rhyme

The Holy Sky

Do behold the holy sky,
The very symbol of peace
With its grazing white clouds
and illuminating sun and sky blue 
colors.
Its gentle breeze is relaxation.
The white feathers that you see
contain the truth that purifies
Your soul.

Morning Light

Mornings warm light
Purifies the shadows of the night
Mornings warm light
Dries the water in my sight
Mornings warm light
Brings back memories I can not fight
Mornings warm light
Leaves me cold and alone
Missing you in the morning light
Form:

Premium Member Garnet

Crimson garnet; stone of blood; it purifies, some say. Perhaps it loves us way too much; never taking time to play. Stone of crimson life, it is; the water’s wondrous friend. It truly does know its biz; also the Aquarians friend.

Drunkards Have Many Reasons

I drink a lot of water everyday 
More than the doctor's advice 
But in monsoon water is impure 
In summer water sources unsafe
I know, nothing purifies like spirit,
So I add my whiskey, just a shot,
In every glass of water I drink.
I of all will never take any risk.
Form: Verse

Premium Member Love Vs Hate

Hate pollutes and contaminates the soul, but love purifies it.



                                             
                                             July 9, 2016
                             Contest: Give me your best one liner 
                                         Sponsor:  Silent One

Third Place
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Monoku

Premium Member Divine Ethos

Hatred hides in cloudy sinister mind, showers acid rain,
dissolves the hideous opaque heart of the hollow man.
Humane lamp of forgiveness illumines abyss of inert soul,
penitence purifies, limpid complete man gets divine ethos.

March 26, 2019
Contest : Writing Challenge 5, March 2019, Four Lines
Sponsor : Dear Heart

Thy Love So Pure

Thy love is pure,
Thy love is kind,
Thy love is my cure,
For it purifies my mind;
You are untainted,
My love I bestow upon thee,
When I saw you I fainted,
Thy presence blinded me;
Perfect and Pure,
Inside thine heart,,
Now and in the future,
Never entering the dark,
Thy presence is reminiscent,
For your love is innocent.
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Toilet Paper Roll


When toilet paper roll is almost empty
We shouldn’t frown, panic and worry
Water host is attached on toilet’s wall
With sprinkler to wash our buttocks on bowl.

Water washes waste’s smudge thoroughly
With soap, bottom will no longer smelly
Whole life’s comfort comes more frequently
As washing purifies while wiping cleans partly.
© Len Gasun  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Commentario

All week I watched them
Grotesque faces in the glare
Of stark red mayhem

Some false ablution
Not enough to cleanse us all
Self fails us again

Twitching on spikes
Smoked eyes dim blurring the cross
What purifies night?

What makes us like stars
When supernovas explode?
This fire's not enough.

All week hell stutters
Across white pages of pride
Mayhem stalks our dream.
Form: Senryu

Rhymes Are Fun

Anytime I rhyme, I climb, ascending higher and higher
It clarifies life, it fuels my fire

Words constantly cycling through my head
Some I made up, most have already been said

Like: feather, wall, brick, or tambourine
Question! How much for that submarine?

Back to el point; writing, specifically in rhymes, purifies my mind
It centers my soul, bringing me closer to the divine
Form: Couplet

My Balance 2

she arrives 
parting these prison waves 
the terrible jolting crash 
of release 
shocking noise 
this lucid vision 
of you 

all too kind 
to fault 
all too warm 
to freeze 
all too flawed 
to hope 
all too real 

no more 'I' 
your light remains me 
indecipherable 
love; 
this white blue lightning 
sears the flesh 
but purifies me 
you purify me. 

r'thom'10
Form: Verse

The Sign

water which is crystal clear
emits a purity we praise so dear
the element that washes clean
the symbol that Baptisms need
to wash away jealousy, envy,
greed and pride
the little bits of sin that gratified
flowing downward deep inside
our inner feelings melt the pride
with God's help it's multiplied
through Him sin is set aside
and washed away by the tide
His healing water purifies
Form: Rhyme

393 Sinlessness

393.

Sinlessness



Sinlessness is impossible

But not for 2 people

Who became God's noble example



They are Jesus Christ & Mary

Who were sent to humanity

To teach them how to become holy



Her Immaculate Heart purifies

His Sacred Heart sanctifies

They are God's ultimate sacrifice!



-11/07/2015

(Dumarao)

*7th Day Reflection from Catechism Booklet
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member I Feel Fire

      I see fire , feel fire
    
     Passion piercing heart.

      Ashes of lost love to fly.

      Bubbling blood to flood.


                  Sensing betrayal in smoke.
      
                   My heart is burning.

                   No consolation to soul.
             
                   Fire purifies.
Form: Other

Noble Intentions

The saint Craves
               the sinner so that
           he purifies himself ...
                The hero yearns
           the battle to win
              his own fear ...
              The martyr wishes
            the blaze to be
            in life example ...
                I contend that
            poetry be a message
                of peace and love ...
            And our daily bread!

Combustion

Spontaneous Combustion
I wish I could plan for it.

If so I would burst into flames in the bathtub.

Today I am capable of both unbounded love and murder most foul.
I am experiencing the depth of my weakness and strength.

Temper the mettle of my soul in the fire that consumes. 
Regenerates.  Purifies.

Fire-fueled glory only exists in the eye of the beholder, 
but it's hard to turn that eye on yourself.

Premium Member Never Meet Again

Take the loves I've had, throw them far
Let the pains I felt disappear
As we will never meet again
In my mind's eye where they were clear

To wrestle with enduring pain
And fight it daily in the mind
To defeat as to why they stay
Purifies the soul, to remind

To be a clean and polished slate
And hold a love my heart will know
With new dreams that burst forth now
I'll leave my pains from long ago 

8/11/17
Form: Quatrain

Musical Epiphany

The sound rushing into my ears,
Flowing into my every vein,
Feel every cell vibrating,
In unison.
That feeling of ecstasy,
The rush, catches my breath,
Musical melody.
As I close my eyes,
And let it wash over me,
It cleanses, purifies,
All the anger, hurt
That lay buried deep inside.
The tunes reverberate,
Through my very soul.
It's hard to imagine,
So much joy,
From a few notes on a page.
But it makes me dance,
To tunes that only..
I hear.
© Nikhita S  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Magic Poems

I'm just tryin' to catch a good wave,
I know the feelin'
it purifies my world
for the briefest
of
moments
but oh man,
it's stevia sweet!
100 times sweeter than sugar
I can surf it for weeks
and
maybe pull it out,
but it's best
when it just hits
head on!
in
drenching
quenching
clarity

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