Submissions by EleazarSwan
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
28th May 2021 9:37pm
28th May 2021 9:37pm
Brief
Who lends their mind?
Who calls a thought?
Can mysteries find
Or time be bought?
Who gives without lending?
Who charges no fare?
Who sits on the throne
And needeth no heir?
Who gave us the mountains
And lovers the sea?
Who counsels the righteous
As wicked men flee
The first, and the only
The Orginal Origin
Who calls a thought?
Can mysteries find
Or time be bought?
Who gives without lending?
Who charges no fare?
Who sits on the throne
And needeth no heir?
Who gave us the mountains
And lovers the sea?
Who counsels the righteous
As wicked men flee
The first, and the only
The Orginal Origin
#sea
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th May 2021 9:27pm
28th May 2021 9:27pm
of Arlington, and other commentary
Be quiet!" Said Jesus sternly.
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Arlington is not a place
Where pride or prejudice disgrace
The veil that lands on those who see
Those hallowed tombs of memory
Arlington is like a dream
A thought that no one dare forgot
A ream of tears too often seen
Is Arlington--that dreary spot
More than that is Arlington
And much more left to see
A star, a cross a sentry's there
To guard my memory
A silence there at Arlington!
A wind begins its course
A muffled sound beneath this ground ...
———————————————
Arlington is not a place
Where pride or prejudice disgrace
The veil that lands on those who see
Those hallowed tombs of memory
Arlington is like a dream
A thought that no one dare forgot
A ream of tears too often seen
Is Arlington--that dreary spot
More than that is Arlington
And much more left to see
A star, a cross a sentry's there
To guard my memory
A silence there at Arlington!
A wind begins its course
A muffled sound beneath this ground ...
#power
#war
#memorial #freedom
#memorial #freedom
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th May 2021 2:34pm
15th May 2021 2:34pm
Songs and Seas
I am in love with voice and song
To that which gives, and gives no wrong
Who sings and notes of things unknown
And gives to man what God has shown
I sing with love and all the while
A saddened heart looks up to smile,
The lowest fiend would walk his miles,
And Hercules would fail his trials
Who sings amidst their deepest woes?
Who chants to God where'er he goes?
A lightened heart, renewed and ready
His feet sojourned, and soul yet steady
He sails the seas and mutes him not
For all the waves the tempest wrought ...
To that which gives, and gives no wrong
Who sings and notes of things unknown
And gives to man what God has shown
I sing with love and all the while
A saddened heart looks up to smile,
The lowest fiend would walk his miles,
And Hercules would fail his trials
Who sings amidst their deepest woes?
Who chants to God where'er he goes?
A lightened heart, renewed and ready
His feet sojourned, and soul yet steady
He sails the seas and mutes him not
For all the waves the tempest wrought ...
#love
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
15th May 2021 2:22pm
15th May 2021 2:22pm
A Swan Call
I will awake to greet your dawn
To thank you for your many ways
For men are vain and work is strife
But you are giver of all life
You are giver of all days
Who can know you or your son?
Whom to him has been revealed?
By your song you quell the nations
By your hand they fade away
By your love this great elation
Grants the world a brighter day
We have seen the wrath in waiting
We have heard the cries of youth
We have felt the mind sedating
We have touched the tribes of truth
Who can know what...
To thank you for your many ways
For men are vain and work is strife
But you are giver of all life
You are giver of all days
Who can know you or your son?
Whom to him has been revealed?
By your song you quell the nations
By your hand they fade away
By your love this great elation
Grants the world a brighter day
We have seen the wrath in waiting
We have heard the cries of youth
We have felt the mind sedating
We have touched the tribes of truth
Who can know what...
#WritingPoetry
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th Apr 2021 9:59pm
5th Apr 2021 9:59pm
For karov is HaYom
Who is John, and who am I?
To think the end is coming nigh
For nearer still than yesterday
Are trumpets of the judgement day.
No eye can see, nor mind discern
What God has planned for His return
A day when all is plain and bare
And nothing will be hidden there
No heart deceives nor tounge persuades
No beating heart the dark invades
A day the righteous are to share
And nothing will be hidden there
A day when war will cease its call
A day when pride will take its fall
A time to judge the...
To think the end is coming nigh
For nearer still than yesterday
Are trumpets of the judgement day.
No eye can see, nor mind discern
What God has planned for His return
A day when all is plain and bare
And nothing will be hidden there
No heart deceives nor tounge persuades
No beating heart the dark invades
A day the righteous are to share
And nothing will be hidden there
A day when war will cease its call
A day when pride will take its fall
A time to judge the...
#apocalypse
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Apr 2021 9:37pm
5th Apr 2021 9:37pm
Of war and tears
O, what a sight was that to see
That blighted grave beside the sea
Where once I tread among those dead
For once, and all eternity!
Have you once heard that sneer'd command?
That sent my brothers to this land
Whose soil drinks our very blood
And tears abound as Noah's flood
Have you once heard my sniveling cries?
As Europe sank to her demise
We dared not ask, nor question still
What dreams we must fulfill or kill
For country! Glory! All the rest..
And pound my soul from heart to breast
I never...
That blighted grave beside the sea
Where once I tread among those dead
For once, and all eternity!
Have you once heard that sneer'd command?
That sent my brothers to this land
Whose soil drinks our very blood
And tears abound as Noah's flood
Have you once heard my sniveling cries?
As Europe sank to her demise
We dared not ask, nor question still
What dreams we must fulfill or kill
For country! Glory! All the rest..
And pound my soul from heart to breast
I never...
#war
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Mar 2021 8:41pm
15th Mar 2021 8:41pm
Of time, and other commentary
If time were true, and tulips grew
In summer's shade, or autumn's sun
Then what would be of all we knew
And what would come of all our fun?
No birthdays, seasons time or trial
Nor foot nor dry nor wet her mile
No distance-- there-- to keep away
Nor wind to push or pull or sway
A cloud never dies, nor rains predict
No times to be home nor time derelict
No night and no day, no harvest or toil
No worship of mammon from cradle to soil
No life and no death, no evil or light
No poetry-- never a poem to write ...
In summer's shade, or autumn's sun
Then what would be of all we knew
And what would come of all our fun?
No birthdays, seasons time or trial
Nor foot nor dry nor wet her mile
No distance-- there-- to keep away
Nor wind to push or pull or sway
A cloud never dies, nor rains predict
No times to be home nor time derelict
No night and no day, no harvest or toil
No worship of mammon from cradle to soil
No life and no death, no evil or light
No poetry-- never a poem to write ...
#TimeHeals
#redemption
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Jan 2021 7:44pm
28th Jan 2021 7:44pm
Of Recent Events
A man I knew relayed some noise
And through his solemn equipoise
Drowned out sorrow as he began
To tell the world "THEY ALWAYS CAN"
He raged and railed from end to end
Of hedges just around the bend
Of Barclay, Morgan, and the like
As hatred fumed from all his might
He cursed the dollars he had scorned
And prayed the hedge was never born
And further still, the man that milled
And toiled hard, his hardness killed..
For in his heart a void from birth
Delayed what he had counted worth
He filled that void...
And through his solemn equipoise
Drowned out sorrow as he began
To tell the world "THEY ALWAYS CAN"
He raged and railed from end to end
Of hedges just around the bend
Of Barclay, Morgan, and the like
As hatred fumed from all his might
He cursed the dollars he had scorned
And prayed the hedge was never born
And further still, the man that milled
And toiled hard, his hardness killed..
For in his heart a void from birth
Delayed what he had counted worth
He filled that void...
#hope
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Jul 2020 6:38pm
24th Jul 2020 6:38pm
of Prudence
#uplifting
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jul 2020 11:05pm
16th Jul 2020 11:05pm
War - His Unrelenting Quest
#war
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jul 2020 7:43pm
15th Jul 2020 7:43pm
Encouragement
If life would take you to the sea
And send you far and far from me
Remember us and this the same:
The waves and wind still know his name
If men would whisper "dumb and fools"
And try to trick you with their tools
Remember this, and to their shame!
The waves and wind still know his name
If all the gates of heaven cease
And dew your eyes to steal your peace
Remember well th'eternal flame:
The waves and wind still know his name
And send you far and far from me
Remember us and this the same:
The waves and wind still know his name
If men would whisper "dumb and fools"
And try to trick you with their tools
Remember this, and to their shame!
The waves and wind still know his name
If all the gates of heaven cease
And dew your eyes to steal your peace
Remember well th'eternal flame:
The waves and wind still know his name
#courage
#motivational
#inspirational
#support
#determination
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
10th Jul 2020 5:00pm
10th Jul 2020 5:00pm
A brief passage
And oft as she would come and see
And press her body close to me
I hear her voice so near and yonder
To wring the tides of those who wander
And says:
The sands of time beneath thy feet
Are mine for whom the waters meet
I know each grain and see each way
And break their darkness into day
I see all light, and know its path
I know the Voice, and know its wrath
I've seen the saints who suffer still
And earth and men who've had their fill
I've seen their blood and known their life
I've seen them pray through pain and strife ...
And press her body close to me
I hear her voice so near and yonder
To wring the tides of those who wander
And says:
The sands of time beneath thy feet
Are mine for whom the waters meet
I know each grain and see each way
And break their darkness into day
I see all light, and know its path
I know the Voice, and know its wrath
I've seen the saints who suffer still
And earth and men who've had their fill
I've seen their blood and known their life
I've seen them pray through pain and strife ...
#love
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