Short Strove Poems

We strove to be Independent from an oppressive government not to become dependent on another one.


John G. Lawless
7/4/2021...

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To Be With God We Started To Strove

To be with God we started to strove,
And ended up following along a cove;
Choir singing;
Family bringing,
To His Holy Church in a great grove.

Jim Horn...

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Noah strove for enviro-protection.
Plants and beasts he saved section by section.
And now thanks to our brain
all that soon will remain
is a zoo and an herbal collection....

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I always strove for perfection
It’s all or nothing, that what my mind said
Be the best or you’ll make everyone sad,
I couldn’t help but be bothered by that.
I had this undying need to be perfect,
My best wasn’t good enough even for me.
Academic validation crafted an addict....

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I think better men are still to be born
Unless they’d already existed before the recorded time;
If they lived, they must have eluded the lure self honor and dime,
And strove to nurture ideals honest and pure;
Even in judgment, calm in tone,
And their faith steadfast and sure!...

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To love your lips, I earn some praise.
My tongue you dip, their laugh to raise.
Hunger without words, my feet drowned.
You strove in crowd; they left its frowned.
Consider me in bold revere.
Yet I have no gold heart severe.
For every jewel, you cover.
For beauty, I was not lover....

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Water wives live sheltered lives
Amongst the coves where pirates rove

Daily catch is makers match
Where red hot stoves hide fresh baked loaves

Water men are thick and thin
So often strove where shipmates hove

Water child is often wild
The treasure trove where pirates roved

19Mar14...

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What’s the point?  she asked.
It could be a simple solution, he quipped.
With much to do and little to gain,
The effort remained unattainable rain.

So onward she strove
Observed by those who stood beyond the boundaries
Doing much and yet ignoring them
She left having been a bothersome chagrin.
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What if no one was sad
    What if the world was not mad

  What if all people were pleasant
    cheerful and effervescent

  What if the bullets stopped flying
    What if no one was dying

  What if leaders were modest
    strove to be just and honest...

  What if we followed God's Will
    His Word to learn and fulfill...

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~strove abyss…
   gathering nothing…
   illusions…
   gross shadows… 
   signifying, not a thing…
   Love is the leaven…

~life is gift…
  precept is profit…
  abundant…
  wealthy store…
  Divine infinite, the source…
  immortal is Love!

For and in honor of Nette Onclaud
And contest: Share a Shadorma
Written by John Moses Freeman...

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Once a naughty cupid elf
 slipped upon me unaware
took June from my heart
 and instead, put December there!

Now cold December loved me
 but with furry lent from pain
strove to drive June from my heart
 and reigh again instead!

But what the Gods' have given me
 I will not let depart
and June shall live forever
 enshrined witin my heart!...

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To right the wrongs he saw did Robin strive
It wasn't fair that peasants were so poor
He robbed the rich, helped keep the poor alive

Shot arrows sharp and swift, his aim was sure
Though honor's glory did not Robin lure

But that he left the world a better place
He died, a smile -- God's Grace -- upon his face



                Iambic Pentameter...

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Desmond Tutu strove hard to battle desultory extremity?
Humanity's hurdle is to sustain and esteem diversity.

One day, He saw a "Whites Only" sign on the exterior bath gate.
Said, "What is the difference between white and black pee fate?"

Written: January 4, 2022


A Celebrity Epitaph Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Michelle Faulkner...

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gaunt ghost jolting
lusty lurch fermenting
felon higgledy-piggledy fostering
busted hurly-burly blistering
hoisted emotions hankering
strife strove, surging

damped death drooling
after ghost galloping
scared fate sobbing

at mystic margin:
pulpy pace shrinking
death met banshee

callous war's conceived
death feigning defeat.
          19:12:12:08:56...

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Michelangelo had the vision,
To paint a fresco from his heart.
For it would surpass his time,
To be seen as remarkable art.

The Sistine Chapel’s ceiling,
Displays the inception of life.
Michelangelo’s rendition of,
God creating Adam and his wife.

Unbearable and surmountable odds,
And four adverse years to fathom.
He strove painstakingly painting,
Biblical scenes thus, creation of Adam....

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In better days of better ways we chanced upon the mind
Of great and grand adventure, of great and grand design
To sail the open seas coursing near and far
Uncharted in the ways, unguided by the stars
At the mercy of the wind we vied the stormy seas
To mount the raging crests and weather in the lees
Onward ever onward past reasons reach we strove
To gather to our breasts the sum of wisdoms trove...

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Once I lived in the dark of night
trapped by sin, despising the right.
Habits of sin darkened my soul,
And my poor body paid the toll.

Wounded, weak, wanting to be whole,
I felt a struggle in my soul.
I strove to give to God my will,
while Satan tried my soul to kill.

Jesus, my Savior took control,
rescued my soul, and made me whole.
Now I walk in heavenly light,
daily, delighting to do right....

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I feared a thing
untold (unseen)
that thing I feared,
and my mind, a thing too!
Split by half in such unknown.

I strove to know: unraveled 
marbles too, which spilled
upon the floor! Perfect glass
balls-rolled from higher
ground to low!

And reality's curtain
fell; my needle tired
to stitch the past
when love was good
But life ran beyond the needle
and stitched time
       within my soul

:: 05-15-2014 ::...

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Into my soul is pain
it follows me wither I go
and descends as falling rain-

But tears are as diamonds
their glory just as bright
for reflected within their mirror
is your face which shines
as golden light-

I have not riches in my life 
nor have I strove for many things
but I know I had it all
simply being your wife-

The future is not ours to see
nor do I know what will be
but I know life lived in your love
leaves my soul limitless and free-...

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Is not the where of it
the why or what
the place to be
the so-so stuff!

It is the dedication
faith's enough
it is the realm's location
inward ~ tough!

Not just the celebration
not rebuff  ~
it's not the complication
too abrupt!

It's all about vocation
and God's love
forever His duration
from above ~

The realm of dedication
space's glove
does hold the earth's true ration
healing's strove ~

And gives back to it's nation
   .  .  .  .  .  wakefull rove!...

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                                        Soft sighing of tall Georgia pines
                                       Simmering stew bubbles on stove
                                       Sounds_scents envelope combine
                                      Sabotaged sage while she so strove
                                        To complete cleaning sandcastle
                                   Built in sand, shuttle there now scantle


In honor of John Freeman's
Alliteration Poems Please...

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