Supplicant Poems - Poems about Supplicant

...Stepping stones above the water Form path into this sacred place At centre of encircling trees Stood by waterfall's base. Chant the proper words with care And that pathway will appear And the e......Read the rest...

...SURREALITY How does one know if it’s surreal Cold logic sometimes plays its part Is it what’s known or what you feel When it’s a dimensional shift It’s more likely brain, not the heart With......Read the rest...

...CATULLUS TRANSLATIONS 3 Catullus VII: 'How Many Kisses' loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch You ask, Lesbia, how many kisses are enough, or more than enough, to satisfy me?......Read the rest...

...Outstretched nights I wonder how it is to be a tree languishing over fern subtle softness all supplicant As I lounge over all these spirits all mossy fields to be a swooping bird, migrating......Read the rest...

...Grace* am I, granted by God for salvation-bliss glowing with eternal security radiance gloriously sealing your believer’s soul as redeemed. Grace is my identity, marked with love of t......Read the rest...

...i am reminded of my mother's advice find a woman with God dearest in her heart be grateful if she comes to love you sit at His feet therein and blessings be yours i am again lost in photos of you......Read the rest...

...The Object of Objectivity David J Walker Objectively trapped within The lost cause of Freedom from bias that comes at the cost Of uncertain death ambivalent rebirth A qual......Read the rest...

... "FALL" I wrap my Autumn world around you Calliope turning raising the season’s poetry, I am she returning dancing with Summer’s dying leaves Twir......Read the rest...

...Poems about Adam, Eve, Lucifer Eden by Michael R. Burch Then earth was heaven too, a perfect garden. Apples burgeoned and shone, unplucked on sagging boughs. What, then, would the children e......Read the rest...

...Society's shoreline shifts with storms and unpredictable periods of calm, at times only rocks can be found, while at others white sand stretches for miles. These changes brought on by wea......Read the rest...

...the Horror by Michael R. Burch the Horror lurks inside our closets the Horror hides beneath our beds the Horror hisses ancient curses the Horror whispers in our heads the Horror tells us De......Read the rest...

...When soft sudden bursts of buds begin and Spring sputters sprouts of golden green, I look to you with reverence and pray; you are my Savior, my Spring day. When sultry sunlight scorches the s......Read the rest...

...When soft sudden bursts of buds begin, I look to you in reverence and pray. You are my Savior, my Spring day. When sultry sunlight scorches the sand I welcome you with outstretched arm......Read the rest...

...How interesting can you be ? Once whole and confident Focused Intent A likely pre set present tense All my ducks in a row Ready to cluck out in militant fashion A prepubescent repetition Sha......Read the rest...

...His oars (mind, arms, and legs) were insufficient as propellers to earn a living. In the underground´s nasty passageway; or was in his life´s nasty passageway? Anyway! There, he, like an imbecile......Read the rest...