Baptism Sonnet Poems

Deserts, forests, oases, mountains, and valleys called him
The cliffs that touched the skies had mystic wisdom to impart.
Within the waters of the endless Spirit, he...

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Asceticism and realism were embraced in baptism.
The era of waiting is gone. Emmanuel exists.
The spirit in him fluttered into doves of optimism.
Mercies fell amidst musing...

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     Concealed molluscs, meek individuals 
     Perceptive to truth, empathy prepared
   ...

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Unearth answers about the afterlife;
consider worlds where life starts with water.
Ever evolving to overcome strife,
learn to live with nature's proper order.

Without it, you'll miss that...

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"If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe," ... Carl Sagan

Subtle crafts soundly, using euphemisms,
yet cluelessness dealt...

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Mixing in the Moonlight 

Dear darling, gaze ye at the blood red moon.
Ancient light that calls with its bright red tones.
Fret not, on the breeze...

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Hundred million K' away neighbour, Mars
     Hovers bolognese smeared brother, ice brick
     Fondness for possibles although bizarre
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Here I sit at the table of The Lord
  with emblems to the elect grafted in -
my old faith in God and mercy restored
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Life on earth having, so much of worth
Situations will never be as smooth cotton cloth
You must fight untill your death
Life is an unpredictable microbes broth
You...

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A WAKING AIM:

What a waking aim,
Since she's blessed than fame,
To upgrade and uphold her name?
After stumbling in shame,
She now stands strong in new life game,
And...

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Bearing in my back the ache of the day
I step in the bath and turn on the tap
to add hot water, stretch my legs away
before...

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War in Europa

Never have I seen so many well-dressed refugees
fleeing a country where few bombs fall on people.
Never have I seen a media totally unbiased
stirring...

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Pushing cascades crest bastion, stomach lost
    Largesse spread wafts orange blossom bridal
    Bestows clouds let go to marshmallow moss
...

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Hymn to an Art-o-matic Laundromat
by Michael R. Burch

after Richard Thomas Moore’s “Hymn to an Automatic Washer”

O, terrible-immaculate
ALL-cleansing godly Laundromat,
where cleanliness is next to Art
—a bright...

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Struck! Evening murk ink sky infultrated
Weapon copper key turns lock apricot 
Crystal busy bunched clouds fluro painted
Fleshy salmon jump aboard paper yacht 

Storm dealt in...

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