Votive Poems - Poems about Votive

They come to me in phrases in couplets newly born Screaming from the highest places fitted but unworn They come to me in dreamsleep the moon recycled new Time released in words immortal —scratched into the pew (The New Room: February, 2024) ...

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A vision, for myself, In the moment: Wisdom of the right female, One to go with; May an oath be always kept, And held in my charge, Magna card, Elect; Hands interlace, Need pray, Select –...

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I asked you for proof. You turned it back on me, Saying, proof is not what you need, Nor is it mine to give. Only that you believe, That is all you need. I wanted a gift To give my love. He wants for nothing; It’s merely for me, Comfort for my disbelief. Nothing seen, nowhere been, Makes up for inhumation. I asked what you learned Beyond what’s...

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Find out Jang can one's motive, When ones glances are furtive. Then,Jang can reach secret heart And bare lay it like A chart Veiled thoughts soon to him native: The ones you wouldn't out give... Catch I can next man's motive From his mood that got pensive, From sounds suddenly plosive; "No money for pledged votive" Looks that towards a roof dart You don't need to...

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Loosen now his tight valves. You do nothing by halves Not like you've bruised his calves While he's not got what salves... His tube deflate through valve: With six-inch nail hit valve, The air in tube to halve; When cops into it delve, Say "A case of mad valve!" Ask me my opinion: It's a heart cast- iron: A daring to pinion The arms of one's...

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More durable, one's word than a powerful locomotive -- Fashions bonds of steel, oaths and vows, steadfast, votive...

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Cupped white, dusky pink. Satin gills softly breathing, Catalyst of spring. Pert, prayerful votive lights Opening like fledgling beaks...

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sits there flickering with immense fragrance, light dancing amongst the warmth of the “holidays”, be them pine to fill the room like a forest, be them apple & cinnamon to announce that fabulous fabulous Fall is here--- be them melon scents in the Spring/Summer or berries in Winter, whatever your liking, they simply coax a comfortable notion, a way to enhance a family affair & they also are there...

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Ancient relic your stock declare Blanched, burnished cloak but meager fare Your precious pulp carefully lay bare Crescent, lobed leaves bleed a fathom or share Nutty residual, fleeting equity you'll readily spare Sylvan fortress; natural haven Artfully sculpted; gratuitously graven Fertile proprietor whose bounty is raven Perennial bulwark; temporal sanctuary to the craven Vaulted repository tapped by every enterprising maven Your wavy blades insect's armored...

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