Short Treasuries Poems
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Money gets switched up
Money lingers in idle state treasuries
Causing character flaws in bought elections
Causing citizens to occupy to a No Where
Money is a cause to an effect
Money affects a World to be had
Stale-mate.
The wealth of a nation
its measures and indicators
manifests conspicuously
not among wealthy class
not among the powerful
not in the banks, treasuries
but in rugged and dry hands
of the ordinary peasants
the ones who sleep hungry
The poor are poor, die poor
because somewhere one
is praised, loved, endeared
through riddles and lyrics
Rain droplets like memories
Drip from the low fog shrouding
Whip-poor-will sings from treasuries
Day will bring out crowding
But all in all, I must breakaway
Say_ believe in old prophets.
The Bible don't disobey.
Hear it_ in all rain droplets
Second Ae Freislighe (aye freshly) An Irish poetry form
Written: 5/13/2023
I used to like what you would write
Of how you viewed this love and life
Of great happiness and strife
But now that's ended
All I have is memories
Of your literary treasuries
Of which I feel I'll never see
Never again
I don't know why you don't write
Bringing day into the night
Dissolving shadows by your light
Now empty pages
If I had a single wish
You would write again
Splendiferous in all her ways, Summer
Utilizes every color, every scent, in mesmerizing beauty,
Melting light into shadow, blending skillfully her arts,
Magnanimously giving us treasuries of memories.
Excellence her standard, her table bountifully spread,
Replete refreshments for the body, mind, and soul.
Faye Lanham Gibson
Copyright, September 29, 2014
Breath of absolute love through the unfinished steps
of our life walk and follow me in my footsteps.
He has observed us with blessed devotion that weaves.
Our future in bloom love and songs of spring sweet leaves.
With a cherishing reverence with treasuries
of future closely woven ample memories.
Follow me, breathe with me with most deep fervent love.
A lifetime of bliss sparkling shooting stars above.
(letters to my presido-elect): ii
the dregs
of the libations
enticing the gods
upon the shrines
of the uncurbed squander
of the treasuries –
o, the squander
of earth’s roots!
& the kins sigh
as the mothers cry
for the fathers lie
in the tombs
the untimely tombs
of countless days –
& the uncurbed coronations
of the cows
reached the pompous limits:
the roof of native skies!
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Form:
Relieving it is to know
How God won't project in a show
The slide of our lives all now
But per time maintains the flow
as He calculatively unto us bestow
His genuine intents long kept on the low
If only we'd gladly receive the blow
and not in a haste take a bow
but allow Him to expertise below
then will He walk us to the front row
and with His royal treasuries,He'll endow
making multitudes astonishingly bellow, WOW!
A kiss left among the stars
Longed for me
My precious maze
Windows shut
I felt your gaze
Wave have raised your blissful shore
Seeing the world as you knew before
God you lifted
For you persisted
Ready to defend
All worthy friends
Honored by plea
You watered my tree
Taste of delicatessen
A worthy life lesson
Lost treasuries
You forgave all riveries
Adhered to confess
To whom all that have been blessed