Stigmata Poems - Poems about Stigmata

...christ is passion stigmata of my soul's devotion sacred love forever......Read the rest...

...In the velvety night, caressed by shadows, A poet whom I deeply respect whispered to me, That my verses, through his cold and harsh eyes, Were but weak jokes, a pale reflection, Not slicing arter......Read the rest...

...Down in the valley I was visited by stigmata A demon in various disguises Praying to be with our Lord Believing Satan wanted a war So be it, devil! Unsheathe your sword! What would the price......Read the rest...

...Where goest thou soul? have you split again into your kaleidoscope frame in the body so vestigial contained what if there is not one Other but many that enter inside waiting to stake claim ......Read the rest...

...Among the shadows of people, I stumble incessantly, Invisible among their walls of noises and living shades. My thoughts are colorful butterflies that find no understanding, Words - echoes crashin......Read the rest...

... On the restless road of existence, Winding through beatnik midnight dreams, I met a wanderer with stigmata palms, Tales carved into hands like nomadic streams. Under the neon hum of jazz club......Read the rest...

...May I serve whatever the capacity -- and not be dissuade; God knows His faithful, not by glitter nor by volume of voice, but by salves of compassion knowing no color knowing no shades ......Read the rest...

...The din of darkness, The cacophony of impostors, The symphony of ignorance, The decadence of progress, Colonial heritage, The empire of the pharaohs, The agony of the pyramids, The orde......Read the rest...

... “Pale Words Riding the Revolution” it takes a woman to bear the pain of a world ripping wide open, apart a part, the child crowns crimson marked forehead c......Read the rest...

...The jaws sing As the drip, drip, drip, Of the petroleum chorus Dances across The inverted aluminum And the hissing starts And the hissing stays Its smell a warning A final omen Like the last......Read the rest...

...I Ran Through the mists of hell Heaven Beneath my bleeding feat History on a heartbeat Running on repeat Like your life Depended on it I Ran My stigmata In your tears And I......Read the rest...

...Sitting at a bus shelter hoodie baby, skinny, drab, denim-discount, elfin face, the nose ring an ugly stigmata. She's been staring at empty walls lately, I can tell, I’ve stared at those sam......Read the rest...

... "Conceits" Such conceits as veils between our windowed worlds torn torrential incomplete mayst thou watch and learn the one I spawned, strength beats weakness......Read the rest...

...I Shall *** ———————— As I pass, I shall pause to live The poem apart fromthe paper, Not writing, But floating…I shall linger Bowing to whisper to violets, to Inhale their royal pu......Read the rest...

...All Dreams Deferred By Sy Roth Bilious, they lay there in a somnolent heap Dreams imprisoned. Langston toed them, and lethargically they wiggled But could not rise from the ashes of their sad......Read the rest...