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You are a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away. James 4:14
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Poetry most recently written.
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October 2, 2020 at 11:45pm
October 2, 2020 at 11:45pm
#994889
x/x/x/x/x/

Awake young rebels come alive today
Accept the charge your purple hearts portray
October 2, 2020 at 12:01am
October 2, 2020 at 12:01am
#994823



x/x.../x

Celestial Psyche
Primeval Hunger
Angelic Nimbus
Platonic Purpose
September 30, 2020 at 7:53pm
September 30, 2020 at 7:53pm
#994711
I didn't see you this morning,
You didn't go to school, too boring?
You know I freak out without you
About a half an hour ago now,
I decided dear you're too highbrow,
Beloved darling, we're through.
September 30, 2020 at 5:25am
September 30, 2020 at 5:25am
#994654

Harvester of souls, take me when I go,
Hold my spirit tightly, Heaven help me,
If you should succeed, in full to my need,
Blessings of love I'll give away to thee.
September 30, 2020 at 4:12am
September 30, 2020 at 4:12am
#994648
I'm not a cricket lover fiddling,
I'm just a poem writer riddling.
I'm not a glass of water bubbling,
I'm just a simple human troubling.
I'm not a lazy puppy sleeping,
I'm just a jilted lover weeping.
I'm not a beetle hunter flying,
I'm just a lonely person crying.
September 29, 2020 at 6:35pm
September 29, 2020 at 6:35pm
#994606
Contented babies floating in the air,
Devine semantics in the Holy Land,
Attuned reception born by blessed prayer,
Rejoicing purely for God's unseen hand.
September 27, 2020 at 3:12am
September 27, 2020 at 3:12am
#994337
Arms have hands and legs have feet
And never shall the two of them meet
Until it's time to play little piggy
The little piggie says it's no biggie
September 27, 2020 at 2:09am
September 27, 2020 at 2:09am
#994332
Excitement inhabits my trade,
Restoring prestige to my work,
Incentive to elevate grade,
Concluding my stint as a jerk.
September 19, 2020 at 1:17pm
September 19, 2020 at 1:17pm
#993728
there is
nothing surreal
about poetry's base
except for the underlayment
of hidden truth
September 16, 2020 at 2:27am
September 16, 2020 at 2:27am
#993465
coffee nice and hot
a caffeine rush, my excuse
I've great energy
to sit up and look around
but I wonder what's the use.

my things are no prize
they're not important to me
a cheap tapestry
souvenir from Italy
from my days in the navy

Elvis on velvet
an old girlfriend left behind
several Yoni eggs
if you don't know, look it up
don't be shocked by what you find

I use a TV
as a PC monitor
got a big TV
on the wall in case, I want
to watch TV regular

over the headboard
a painting I did badly
lightning from a hand
bringing to life a robot
it's called "My morning coffee"






 
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You are a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes away. James 4:14
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