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They mourn wisdom not yet learned
It flounces from their grasp, withers
Away in the solar wind it burns
Itself in the remnants of
What once was a beautiful mind,
They mourn wisdom not yet learned
In this instanced reality
Parallel our own treasured find
Whisked away on the breeze it yearns
Awhile for its past then thinks, as
They mourn wisdom not yet learned
These creatures of habit turn to
Only what they knew, will never know
The truth in starlight again nor the
Real beauty of the sun's glow
They mourn wisdom not yet learned
"Nolite umquam oblivisci"
*Took 5th place in the February 2012 International Poetry Soup contest.
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Time is serenading a soulless march
September sings mournful, parched tomb
Lies untouched in the bleeding hearts crying out
For redemption and hearing a requiem no doubt
Iniquity without solace, truth waved bye
Long ago and we suffer and die
As vapid pleonasms offer no comfort
To troubled minds and souls, now come forth
Receive the blessings found in this tomb
Reciprocity of love and truth now looms
Across the sky when you enter here and help
The impecunious muster, give them a hand
Love your brother young man, for this tomb
In its glory and blazing irascible light dooms
Evil's plans of vile treachery, blindsides the
Buried bile of biblical mockery so confided and...
Entombed eternal
"Become who you were born to be, not who you've allowed yourself to become."
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Cast
Out
Lonely
Dying
I then
Seek to
Ease pain
Ease suffering
Holy God above
Is it time
My time then
I ask so gently
Do not take me
I am not ready
Ease me into it
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Three words to do magic, touch the stars
Three words to undo a lifetime of hate
And anger, these all will be quenched
Thirsty yet, for those three words?
The triple threat, those beautiful ones are
Said with none of the regret
Do it all over, not a chance you bet
Then trust me to stop and say
Just the three
Most precious and sought after words,
Just those unbelievably powerful visceral like
Vocabulary vocal treasures, vanquishing evil
With heavenly grace, say them with me now
I love you
And did I mention... God does too.
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Do the ashes rest on the frigid ground so cold?
As they are seeing the next steps of infinity,
Ask that question of yours to the reaper, be bold.
Dust whence we came, dust shall we leave old,
Laying down I pray for us all, a touch of divinity,
Do the ashes rest on the frigid ground so cold?
What heavens seen or hell's abhorred, no gold
To replace what you've lost, are you missing eternity?
Ask that question of yours to the reaper, be bold.
Deaths dark door opens wide, it's coming foretold
By understanding, God's grace fills now the vicinity yet
Do the ashes rest on the frigid ground so cold?
Give in and surrender sweet one, bells have tolled
For you this time, meet them and with holy trinity
Ask that question of yours to the reaper, be bold.
No explanation for his love so gracefully doled
Out just so, yet you ponder this beautiful affinity,
Do the ashes rest on the frigid ground so cold?
Ask that question of yours to the reaper, be bold.
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The great wish is that we shall never feel,
Dark as the shady thorns over the yonder;
Beating hearts of gloom just atop the hill
Men with rage they neglect the ponder.
Oh, it were I was happy fool as any
Content to play the game of dull pretense,
Specious are these moments for so many;
Truth tales of lies to their own bitter ends.
Some would weasel that amends could be made
Bed is done lied in, for shame has come in;
Son against father with sharp verbal blade
Killed a command, instead honored sin.
Yet in the dark, light still filtered good through,
Heaven and hell, God above only who knew.
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Profligacy a primary constituency of the damned
Given this then what is the propensity of the lamb?
Climb out of the wool and drop it over another's eyes
Why give deference or a damn about another's cries?
He who cares not about a fellow man
Shall in turn care not about his own plan
The heart will rot and fall apart
Before things even begin to get a start
Ruinous greed and hate made bow before the sullied king
Get then what you deserve, oh as powerful evil rings
Through an angels voice I can hear him sing
Deceiver alive and truly cavorting in wild carnal flings
Choose instead to give deference to the cries
Help the other lambs and eliminate the lies
In your heart and your soul you will then know
King of Kings unsullied and all hearts will glow
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Lies flute
Shadows discord
Bellows forth to night's arms
Tears salty anger languishes
Deceit
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She gasps still choking
Bleeding justice follows them
Darkness now bleeds lies
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Softly speaks at night
Dreams of all tucked in very snug,
Faith wrapped, loved always
Imbues freedom with
Ringing tones of peaceful notes
Cuts the grey dense air
Covers soldiers of
Light, the wings enveloping,
All hatred now gone
Kissing devils and
Hugging angels in hiding
Curing ills of mind
Minding the absence;
Without which we perish, then,
The answer is love
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Please find God's love, it is all around us and my friends... it is the answer.
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