Short Reign Supreme Poems
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You will find them in the best dream,
in a green meadow or by a clear stream.
Among every pair, they reign supreme.
Sunshine and breeze make quite a team.
"Their cross will decay
Rome will be as a phoenix
Helios will reign supreme"
"The sun always sets
Accept the eagle’s old age
Find dominion in your mind"
God Reigns Over Us Supreme
God allowed us to be on His teem;
Sins from removed and did redeem;
His nutrition,
Great ammunition,
While over us will reign supreme.
Jim Horn
See how
Within the fields
The flowers reign supreme
United by their willingness
To stand
Regime Which Would Reign Supreme
What they did was to always dream,
Of an unrealistic and rowdy regime;
Precarious;
Nefarious;
Being one that would reign supreme.
Jim Horn
Jesus Will Experience Any Event
Jesus is prepared to experience any event;
Which is why from Father to us was sent;
Reign supreme,
So it did seem;
Saved our soul when we wanted to repent.
Jim Horn
Hearts torn asunder
the altar of love weeps
into mankind's service
Venom slinking, seeps
O, calm, reign supreme
peace, into the home stream
voices raised, rising, all is lost
Rancor's chorus exacts its cost
What creates a mood
better than music
A tonic to fill
the empty spaces
and writer’s block
What transports the words
better than music
As Elton, Paul
and Cole have shown
— its gift to reign supreme
(The New Room: March, 2025)
free your mind from old chains,
fetch me all nine muses,
focus on mages, dwarves,
fairies, elves and pixies,
find me magic potions,
fabled tales surprises,
fiction must reign supreme.
God Did Redeem and Reign Supreme
God from our sins He did redeem,
While in heaven reigns supreme;
Was hesitating;
For us waiting;
Son appeared like radiant beam.
Jim Horn
Can't believe that I just wrote that.
God is in every word of it.
The sperm and ovaries reign supreme,
In that "What came first" eggy scene.
Without a cockerel and a hen,
Eggs would not be known to men.
It is true, it may be false
We still have the debate, of course.
What came first, the ovary,
Or the sperm, don't ask me.
With your silent melody,
There’s no day like you
Quite like Christmas, splendidly
You reign supreme in what you do,
Reminding us of easy peace
Of time, solemn and gentle to the tune
Of fork and knife on plates of geese
After the church bell had rung at noon.
Do I write in the third person
or only in the first?
Do my ideas reign supreme
or do other ideas work as well?
Do I know I’m always right
or can someone else be right too?
Do I play solos only on my tuba
or do I play in the band as well?
Donal Mahoney
I can't let go
I'm in too deep
I'm just a doe
But I took a leap
I called for you
You came running
You grabbed me close
I opened up
My feelings you did expose
My smile won't fade
This love won't end
We are a team
Feel the rush
We'll reign supreme
This isn't a crush
*Written on May 30, 2012*
the skeptic heart
full of doubt
uncertainty
reservations
reign supreme
within the resentful
soul
misgivings create
a suspicious mind
one that is unwilling
to even try and fathom
the possibility of another
version of reality different
then the one that is believed
to be true
Gardens are sacred places
Of peace and tranquil delight.
Where amaryllis and daisies,
Live among gardenias and roses,
And lilies of the valley grow,
In the bright sunlight.
Beauty is abundant here,
Exquisite fragrances fill the air.
Color and artistic design reign supreme
And God’s hand is apparent everywhere.
Sunlight fades heralding the night.
Sounds etch the silent dark.
The hoot of an owl,
The bark of a fox.
The whisper of a passing breeze,
Leaves that rattle in the wind,
Grass bends to it's passing touch,
Rivers flow like quicksilver in the moonlight
Silence flows back to reign supreme,
Until the rising sun chases the night away.
We stand strong under God's command
To lift up the weary across this land
To stand unified with a heart of love
To keep faith in our lord above
To praise his name as we stand as one
To conquere each battle without knife or gun
Knowing what is right shall reign supreme
As we dwell in the promise land
Each spirit redeemed
Drink of stink ranked in miseries sting swirling pours out by shame . The stain of pain you kneel to let reign supreme while sorrow reigns . Regrets on lips aged by devils in the ocean of booze . Attracted in heartaches blizzard of ignorance which embraces the damned to hell . That's my damning tale tossed in hell's eternal flame by untamed pain .
flora and fauna urges
food finding urges
fruit and vegetable growers at seashore floating vessals emerge
india reign supreme
flora and fauna urges
food finding urges
milk and meat farmers at labortory emerge
india reign supreme
flora and fauna urges
food finding urges
agriculture exploration at an icy planet emerge
india reign supreme
Seven decades old today
And years away from Cream,
Eric Clapton, on guitar,
Will always reign supreme.
Listening to “Layla,”
I’m amazed it sounds so fresh,
Like the man himself were standing here
Before me, in the flesh.
A rocker keeps on rocking
Often to the crowd’s lament
But in Clapton’s case, quite clearly,
Time has barely made a dent!
As the sun sets on a teeter-tauter week
Prospects may seem dauntingly bleak
Millions upon millions out of work
The ubiquitous virus wears a smirk
Consternation, frustration
both reign supreme
A deeply divided nation
dares not dream
Fear not, my friend
For in heaven the course is set
We know not what the tide brings
Fish trapped in a wider net
I have come from the unknown
The stuff that legends never told
I am the darkness that no one seeks
So fear me now and don’t speak
I will haunt you in your dreams
In my world I reign supreme
For this is why I’m here
To rule the astral sphere
They tried to stop me
But they can’t deny
My paranoia will make them cry
And in the end I kill with grace
For this is my nocturnal embrace
Desert dust devils reign supreme
Swirling in conditions extreme
Dry, cracked river bed yawns wide
Depleted source long denied
Armadillo negotiates
Lost to his instinctive traits
He halts to sniff a draught of air
Frenzied digging does then occur
Grubbing for ants, worms or mice?
He digs a deep hole in a trice
Ground darkens to a muddy brown
The scent of water.......his home found.
When nights are cold and there is naught but pain
and hate and fear are kings that reign supreme,
the cruellest wind shall bring a bitter rain,
can paradise be more than Man's sweet dream?
Vacated hearts behind the guns of war,
their blinded eyes cannot see love nor trust,
with souls out cast by grace for evermore
the deeds of rage are found in death's foul dust
yet still they cry, the gods are never just.