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James Nelson Poem
Scripted
Such is life,
as we go,
stumbling through,
uncertain strife.
The play goes on,
curtain rises,
feign courage through,
another crisis.
Unwilling actors,
the end predicted,
we all discover,
life is scripted.
So play your part,
we're all conscripted.
Copyright © James Nelson | Year Posted 2016
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James Nelson Poem
Wash away corruption, precipitation cleanses our deeds,
Artesian aquifers washing, and nurturing planted seeds,
Torrential downfalls, baptize impermeable desert sands,
Eternal crystallization, fractals break the father’s lands,
Requisite of life, hydration for the soul, we sup on heaven’s bounty,
Sands and sins abated, lie awash profoundly, we drink of them no more.
Copyright © James Nelson | Year Posted 2016
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James Nelson Poem
I cannot help but recall,
Peers of eminent prestige,
Some passed on forever gone,
Others lost for sake of fear,
Long nights of acoustic bliss,
Beating back the demons in me,
As I repine those odes of past,
Relief of dawn comes fleetly,
Hordes of faces have come and gone,
Companions never seem to last,
My true desire is to be whole,
Realized to myself be true.
Copyright © James Nelson | Year Posted 2016
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James Nelson Poem
Life is a vortex of pain,
Coiling into the abyss.
To never kill the spirit,
But to cause grief infinite.
Yet with death pain abated,
My mind cleared of all its woe,
I shall rest six feet below.
Copyright © James Nelson | Year Posted 2016
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