Wayward Poems - Poems about Wayward

Cravings of lower mind repulse ~ Follow only the truth impulse ~ quote by poet Ego but serves our body-mind But we’re not this form, we’re not this Who we are is love, light and bliss Pursuit of lust makes us unkind Let not feral instincts prevail If we...

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A venetian red yearling’s head Pops up From behind a fallen log Licks rouge from its lips And the syrup sipped from dark maple bark Ears tweaking To the snow-crunch creak Of my dog and me approaching From down the trail Forest Tamed by these trampled snow-winding paths The deer doesn’t flinch Up ahead Top of the trash receptacle Is aflutter with cardinals and sparrows Though observed The object has not...

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Wayward son lost in the maze of fleeting days following a path of wisping wind and whipping flame, a labyrinth of choices lost in shadows, seeking destiny on shifting sands. ...

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There's a trail that takes you everywhere. Just be patient, that trail will get you there. Up ahead, there is the town of Everywhere, USA. When I got there, there was nobody. I wanted to know where there was action. So there was nobody to ask. Nobody said that it's down there in the center of town. When I got there, there...

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Spring, lifeless in palm Rendered inarticulate By winter held hard ~the~ Erroneous truth Breath of light traces the mind Opens eye upward ~wayward~ Icon, tomb of flesh Buries the heart, withers love Weeping silence blind ~shall~ In red cut fields strike The fallen shield, kin in death Haunting song lament ~in stillness~ Raise the sea skyward Seduce in brutal madness Thunder sings soundless ~rise~ And scream into light A beating distant...

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Saw my heart beats passion Burns soul denied heart is torn Minefield would forgetfulness Spirit filled with loneliness How where will I go the last wayward soldier no longer going to war walking home to his wife and children the war is over 12/4/23 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023...

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Breaking my chains expanding horizons swerving past roadblocks escaping cages I once died in A wayward wind now guides me tousling my thinning hair Beads of sweat blind my conscience evaporate in nightmares Landing softly on a riverbank ...

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Tales Of The Wayward Hero And His Life Under the crispy crust was soil that sang right out of tune its musical tastes, akin to the weather in late June its melody came from a broken harp hiding upstairs most of all the hero loved going to the state fair with a torn raincoat on and a dear whiskey bottle...

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I closed my eyes til’ light was found In the depths of my spirit, a cymbal resound. I listened to God, my Savior, my Friend He spoke to me from beginning til end. He challenged my thoughts so beautifully Then left an impression in my being. To calm a storm or awaken the depths Clearing a path for life to...

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I feel the wayward wind, Whispering incessantly to me. It comes unbidden but then So many events come unbidden. The wind promises me an afterlife, It threatens death forthwith. I dare to walk forward, Meet my ultimate dreadful destiny Be it sorrow or love Success or mere defeat. The path is etched too murky, The horizon is masked in gloomy mist Hidden from me with such painful...

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Wayward so Mercy held Grace hold, God’s heart Held is the soul Holy of holies Marcy’s grace Hallelujah 8/8/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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Wayward spirit. If you love me Accept me for who I am Am wayward they say Yes I am I can't deny it I can make you smile laugh out loud Yet I can also make you cry Cos am who I am I learned in the hard way sometimes Do you expect an angel from The ghetto So am...

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Woeful wandering wayward soul Hither-thither you go to a place so lonely and cold Dwelling and sometimes reveling in a sunken place Hither you go, leaving a dark trace Wandering and wavering, so capricious Aimless and shift less, so pernicious Traveling this plane in search or maybe not But during this course what surely can be seen is pain Rest wayward, soul, won't you? Salient feeble eyes speak so...

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FROM THE VIRTUOUS WOMAN TO THE WAYWARD: Excuse me...I'm moving on, And I don't need your opinion, To cast away the trust I'm leaning on. You have life and choices you living on, And I don't think of deciding for you, Since you can't decide for me too. But I will only accept your suggestions, By placing them on tactful digestions. We've both been fairly...

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Why does my soul not conform to the social standards that society and family set before me? As if I was written as a chapter of a different book and thrown amongst the scoffers. Or am I just a remnant of a time now lost, nestled in this body, in a forlorn attempt to find...

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