Travail Poems - Poems about Travail

Hill by hill, a travail climbing. Which new outlooks give birth to Wider, brighter, a mountain valley's. Deep sighing, as we breathe through. On a grander appreciative scale Those life-stepped that culminate Heaven-reached, soul-released, eying Earth; rained on compassionate....

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In the dead of night, I heard the cry of death; A shrill cry it was, But a faint cry, As of a heart fainting of strength. It oozed out in a steady stream Of soul-rending shrill As of unending wail and groan From a house lately frequented by the grim reaper. "Owailo", mother had muttered in education, Was in travail! Her own slice of...

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In the dead of night, I heard the cry of agony; A shrill cry it was, But a faint cry, As of a heart fainting of strength. It oozed out in a steady stream Of soul-rending shrill As of unending wail and groan From a house lately frequented by the grim reaper. "Owailo", mother had muttered in education, Was wallowing in travail! Her own slice...

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children growing up in a bewildering moral landscape what is right, what is wrong, what is politically correct with mindless amusements or habits they seek escape the media, education, religion they all opposing direct the parents fared no better, controlled and farmed by big corporation forced to deny and reject healthy lifestyles for a media fairyland fears of security used to...

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TRAVAIL place your bets then roll dice twice test the tale of death and life call forth a need for God plains of trust not doubt pray tell us please as it is fill my needs… where that sad heart bleeds like stale sick jokes that form the march to raise pure white flags in time like dark dire rhyme lift me out of my own ways up to the...

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The day presents a journey, waiting to begin, a font of wisdom in a strange new land, each personage a soul to take apart, although one never knew those traveler delights; the things to love, the mystery to probe-- that vague excitement beating, beating in a viscous river, not the heart, but deeper rumbling, forcing through and past denial, echos of a...

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Soul in Anguish, Soul in torment, Soul in delirium, Soul in pain, Soul in ecstasy, Soul in anxiety, Soul in frustration, Soul in disdain. Soul in passion, Soul in laughter, Soul in death and Soul in life. Soul in penitence, Soul in reflection, Soul in love and Soul in strife. Oh my soul you Keep me dancing. I can never Dance alone. I search for my Soul’s...

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The archers’ line was straddled, By many a shapely calf. The Marshall called the nocking, And winked at the pretty lass. The Maiden drew the bowstring back, To her ruddy cheek, As she fired her fledgling flights; They heard the fair Maid "Eek!" Chorus "Sing Hey Ho, best beware! Hey Ho have a care, If ye've any pretty parts, Ye'll keep them out of there!" The bowman smiled...

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