Winepress Poems - Poems about Winepress

...“What is he, this lordling, that cometh from the fight?” by William Herebert, 14th century translation by Michael R. Burch Who is he, this lordling, who staggers from the fight, with blood-red ......

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... Into The Fire I Go to wield Jewels Out The Winepress from Drudges to Diadems, from Valleys of Darkness to Bethlehem Upright, Scintillating like Shem in Jerusalem Into Ethers of Brahma wher......

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...??1 Kings 5:3-5 NIV?? [3] “You know that because of the wars waged against my father David from all sides, he could not build a temple for the Name of the Lord his God until the Lord put his enemies......

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...??Isaiah 5:1-8 KJVAAE?? [1] Now will I sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My well-beloved hath a vineyard in a very fruitful hill: [2] and he fenced it, and gathere......

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... Ever-Upwards, I AM The Sun I Am the Sum of One, I Am the Total of the Light Force, Ever-So Bright Ever So High, I Blaze in Kundalini Fire Illuminating Ethers of Life Within I Am Eternal,......

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...Why the curved sword, Joshua? "The signal for the ambush, And a wily subterfuge! Ai will be reaped by Yahweh. The whole field, corners, too. No one will be left to gather. He exposes Ai's w......

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...Revelation 3:12 I will write on him, the name of my God, the New Jerusalem, which is coming down out of heaven; from my God, and I will write on him my new name. The seventh angel sounded hi......

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...His eyes as a flame of fire On his head were many crowns And he had a name written that no man knew but himself And he was clothed with a vesture dipped in blood And his name is called the word......

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... ’Twas Martha, not Mary, quite contrary When asked just how the vineyard grows. A sanctuary from the world; that’s what we really meant, you know. Methinks latinx* can visit here To tri......

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...I recall the day she journeyed to the delta from her village above the first cataphract with a New Kingdom attitude and an Old Kingdom strut, inspiring rumors to be passed from shadoof to shadoof the......

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...How deserted lies the city, once so full of people! How like a widow is she, who once was great among the nations! She who was queen among the provinces, has now become a slave. Bitterly she weeps......

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...WINEPRESS OF LOVE Winepress of love, The grapes are glowingly grown Stressed-out by winemakers Deprived of springs and raindrops But under abundance of sunshine Paraded like in beauty pageant......

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...A man grew a vineyard. He dug a wall around it. A built a pit for a winepress. A built upon a dwelling tower to look over all that there is. He placed it in the care of farmers who will te......

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...Sadly she'll never return, dream no more Woe unto a star fallen without wings Ever will it sink from the sky to the earth's darkful core Every pleasant wine is a droplet in wineskins. Told and ......

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...There she was moments before she flew away from the snare in your arms a songless owl. Strewn pictures on the floor, half-hearted sketches of her face, her forgotten velvet shawl with a cheap ......

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