Te Deum Poems - Poems about Te Deum

...Neigh say being corralled & cult shod "Sic semper evello mortem tyrannis" translation = thus always I bring death to tyrants.” Above the fray of twittering, squabbling, and madding crowd......Read the rest...

...The First Thanksgiving (Sept. 3, 1578) The shortest distance to Cathay 1 (Land of riches: silks, teas and spices) Lay to the north to the South Sea. 2 Didn’t Barlow tell th......Read the rest...

...Acid reflux ~ 7:00 post meridiem September 24th, 2019 Ah... nothing more enjoyable than acidic gastric fluid flowing backward into esophagus, resulting in heartburn, disrupting pleasant dreams, no......Read the rest...

...Yukon just coon sitter me a copacetic, energetic, ironic language lover (English is ma lingua franca late mother tongue), who waxes poetic, but tall so one babbling, creaking, and dabbling dis arming......Read the rest...

...Argh resolution between self and eldest dear daughter more remote, now then locating a left handed monkey wrench, cuz she feels this papa did deliberate smote her upside ......Read the rest...

...I wonder if God had a Facebook account what sort of things that he might post, some selfies, maybe of him and his son, and his other old friend, Holy Ghost. His favourite music he'd put there to ......Read the rest...

...The Fuente Those little birds (he'd never known their name) went skittering over ground, to hide in brambles. How nimble Nature is! The swallows screamed and wheeled above, descanting their ......Read the rest...

...Non descript hedge rows sculpted into ornamental animal via botanical artist wielding pruning shears and chain saw carved, limned and sculpted with wrist wrought voila uber prestidigitatiously h......Read the rest...

...SONG TO THE RUINS OF AMERICA With the Glyn Ford’ eyes: "Fascist Europe-The Rise of Racism and Xenophobia" I see with horror how from an american country to another Racism and Xenophobia are culti......Read the rest...

...- and, anyway, who breaks wind over double-M, a. k. a. Manson, Marilyn? I'll give a ride on my razor any day to The-Second-Prime-of-Nine-to-the-Sixth, who was around long before CD's, DVD's, MTV,......Read the rest...

...THE SUNKEN CATHEDRAL – after Claude Debussy A tomb So chill, so deathly still Where algaed bells hang dumb Diffus’d Her warted, weaving spire In eerie midnight sun A womb Come, bubble, bubble dow......Read the rest...

...written in memory of Jack Kerouac in a caffeine frenzy ...pipes /jugs /pipes /hallucinating te deum for blessed freaks and smoking stale, dry cigarette tobacco (wrong thing) in a ......Read the rest...

...“The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof but canst not tell whence it cometh and whither it goeth.” John ch 3. vs 8. In a plain bound book I tattoo white paper in ......Read the rest...

...A tomb So chill so deathly still Where algaed bells hang dumb Diffus'd Her warted weaving spire In eerie midnight sun A womb Come bubble bubble down In gloom the vaulted wa......Read the rest...