Poems About Freedom Published by Members Recently Online
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 6:47am
18th Nov 2024 6:47am
Dynasty
Upon the throne of shadows, doubt did cling
The Valois heir, a flame in tempest vast
Erect in poise, as marble gods in spring
Bore fate's great weight, unyielding to the blast
Beneath his feet, the soil of France did groan
A kingdom cleft by war’s unholy strife
Yet, like the Parian stone, his form was shown
Unmarred, a sculptor's dream brought into life
The Seine did whisper, winds through arches vast
Of triumphs yet to come, of crowns foretold
And every pillar, every stone, held fast
To echo Valois' tale in ages cold
...
The Valois heir, a flame in tempest vast
Erect in poise, as marble gods in spring
Bore fate's great weight, unyielding to the blast
Beneath his feet, the soil of France did groan
A kingdom cleft by war’s unholy strife
Yet, like the Parian stone, his form was shown
Unmarred, a sculptor's dream brought into life
The Seine did whisper, winds through arches vast
Of triumphs yet to come, of crowns foretold
And every pillar, every stone, held fast
To echo Valois' tale in ages cold
...
#freedom
#military
#narrative
#passion
#responsibility
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 6:47am
18th Nov 2024 6:47am
Dynasty
Upon the throne of shadows, doubt did cling
The Valois heir, a flame in tempest vast
Erect in poise, as marble gods in spring
Bore fate's great weight, unyielding to the blast
Beneath his feet, the soil of France did groan
A kingdom cleft by war’s unholy strife
Yet, like the Parian stone, his form was shown
Unmarred, a sculptor's dream brought into life
The Seine did whisper, winds through arches vast
Of triumphs yet to come, of crowns foretold
And every pillar, every stone, held fast
To echo Valois' tale in ages cold
...
The Valois heir, a flame in tempest vast
Erect in poise, as marble gods in spring
Bore fate's great weight, unyielding to the blast
Beneath his feet, the soil of France did groan
A kingdom cleft by war’s unholy strife
Yet, like the Parian stone, his form was shown
Unmarred, a sculptor's dream brought into life
The Seine did whisper, winds through arches vast
Of triumphs yet to come, of crowns foretold
And every pillar, every stone, held fast
To echo Valois' tale in ages cold
...
#freedom
#military
#narrative
#passion
#responsibility
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 6:47am
18th Nov 2024 6:47am
Dynasty
Upon the throne of shadows, doubt did cling
The Valois heir, a flame in tempest vast
Erect in poise, as marble gods in spring
Bore fate's great weight, unyielding to the blast
Beneath his feet, the soil of France did groan
A kingdom cleft by war’s unholy strife
Yet, like the Parian stone, his form was shown
Unmarred, a sculptor's dream brought into life
The Seine did whisper, winds through arches vast
Of triumphs yet to come, of crowns foretold
And every pillar, every stone, held fast
To echo Valois' tale in ages cold
...
The Valois heir, a flame in tempest vast
Erect in poise, as marble gods in spring
Bore fate's great weight, unyielding to the blast
Beneath his feet, the soil of France did groan
A kingdom cleft by war’s unholy strife
Yet, like the Parian stone, his form was shown
Unmarred, a sculptor's dream brought into life
The Seine did whisper, winds through arches vast
Of triumphs yet to come, of crowns foretold
And every pillar, every stone, held fast
To echo Valois' tale in ages cold
...
#freedom
#military
#narrative
#passion
#responsibility
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 6:47am
18th Nov 2024 6:47am
Dynasty
Upon the throne of shadows, doubt did cling
The Valois heir, a flame in tempest vast
Erect in poise, as marble gods in spring
Bore fate's great weight, unyielding to the blast
Beneath his feet, the soil of France did groan
A kingdom cleft by war’s unholy strife
Yet, like the Parian stone, his form was shown
Unmarred, a sculptor's dream brought into life
The Seine did whisper, winds through arches vast
Of triumphs yet to come, of crowns foretold
And every pillar, every stone, held fast
To echo Valois' tale in ages cold
...
The Valois heir, a flame in tempest vast
Erect in poise, as marble gods in spring
Bore fate's great weight, unyielding to the blast
Beneath his feet, the soil of France did groan
A kingdom cleft by war’s unholy strife
Yet, like the Parian stone, his form was shown
Unmarred, a sculptor's dream brought into life
The Seine did whisper, winds through arches vast
Of triumphs yet to come, of crowns foretold
And every pillar, every stone, held fast
To echo Valois' tale in ages cold
...
#freedom
#military
#narrative
#passion
#responsibility
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 6:47am
18th Nov 2024 6:47am
Dynasty
Upon the throne of shadows, doubt did cling
The Valois heir, a flame in tempest vast
Erect in poise, as marble gods in spring
Bore fate's great weight, unyielding to the blast
Beneath his feet, the soil of France did groan
A kingdom cleft by war’s unholy strife
Yet, like the Parian stone, his form was shown
Unmarred, a sculptor's dream brought into life
The Seine did whisper, winds through arches vast
Of triumphs yet to come, of crowns foretold
And every pillar, every stone, held fast
To echo Valois' tale in ages cold
...
The Valois heir, a flame in tempest vast
Erect in poise, as marble gods in spring
Bore fate's great weight, unyielding to the blast
Beneath his feet, the soil of France did groan
A kingdom cleft by war’s unholy strife
Yet, like the Parian stone, his form was shown
Unmarred, a sculptor's dream brought into life
The Seine did whisper, winds through arches vast
Of triumphs yet to come, of crowns foretold
And every pillar, every stone, held fast
To echo Valois' tale in ages cold
...
#freedom
#military
#narrative
#passion
#responsibility
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
14th Dec 2018 1:48pm
14th Dec 2018 1:48pm
Much Madness is Divinest Sense
Much madness
is divinest sense –
An eye that hath discerned the severest madness,
according to Emily’s judicious eyes, hath much sense –
The starker lunacy
be equated to divinity –
‘Tis common, unwritten law that we assent common beliefs
And ‘tis uncommon beliefs that common law demurs –
In this, as all overcome,
The stoic few as she will come –
Sanity hath common sanction
Or, you’re forthwith a risk –
Touched by a chain
And bound in shame –
#EmilyDickinson
is divinest sense –
An eye that hath discerned the severest madness,
according to Emily’s judicious eyes, hath much sense –
The starker lunacy
be equated to divinity –
‘Tis common, unwritten law that we assent common beliefs
And ‘tis uncommon beliefs that common law demurs –
In this, as all overcome,
The stoic few as she will come –
Sanity hath common sanction
Or, you’re forthwith a risk –
Touched by a chain
And bound in shame –
#EmilyDickinson
#politics
#freedom
#HumanRights
#ignorance
#feminism
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2 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
14th Dec 2018 1:48pm
14th Dec 2018 1:48pm
Much Madness is Divinest Sense
Much madness
is divinest sense –
An eye that hath discerned the severest madness,
according to Emily’s judicious eyes, hath much sense –
The starker lunacy
be equated to divinity –
‘Tis common, unwritten law that we assent common beliefs
And ‘tis uncommon beliefs that common law demurs –
In this, as all overcome,
The stoic few as she will come –
Sanity hath common sanction
Or, you’re forthwith a risk –
Touched by a chain
And bound in shame –
#EmilyDickinson
is divinest sense –
An eye that hath discerned the severest madness,
according to Emily’s judicious eyes, hath much sense –
The starker lunacy
be equated to divinity –
‘Tis common, unwritten law that we assent common beliefs
And ‘tis uncommon beliefs that common law demurs –
In this, as all overcome,
The stoic few as she will come –
Sanity hath common sanction
Or, you’re forthwith a risk –
Touched by a chain
And bound in shame –
#EmilyDickinson
#politics
#freedom
#HumanRights
#ignorance
#feminism
667 reads
2 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
14th Dec 2018 1:48pm
14th Dec 2018 1:48pm
Much Madness is Divinest Sense
Much madness
is divinest sense –
An eye that hath discerned the severest madness,
according to Emily’s judicious eyes, hath much sense –
The starker lunacy
be equated to divinity –
‘Tis common, unwritten law that we assent common beliefs
And ‘tis uncommon beliefs that common law demurs –
In this, as all overcome,
The stoic few as she will come –
Sanity hath common sanction
Or, you’re forthwith a risk –
Touched by a chain
And bound in shame –
#EmilyDickinson
is divinest sense –
An eye that hath discerned the severest madness,
according to Emily’s judicious eyes, hath much sense –
The starker lunacy
be equated to divinity –
‘Tis common, unwritten law that we assent common beliefs
And ‘tis uncommon beliefs that common law demurs –
In this, as all overcome,
The stoic few as she will come –
Sanity hath common sanction
Or, you’re forthwith a risk –
Touched by a chain
And bound in shame –
#EmilyDickinson
#politics
#freedom
#HumanRights
#ignorance
#feminism
667 reads
2 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
14th Dec 2018 1:48pm
14th Dec 2018 1:48pm
Much Madness is Divinest Sense
Much madness
is divinest sense –
An eye that hath discerned the severest madness,
according to Emily’s judicious eyes, hath much sense –
The starker lunacy
be equated to divinity –
‘Tis common, unwritten law that we assent common beliefs
And ‘tis uncommon beliefs that common law demurs –
In this, as all overcome,
The stoic few as she will come –
Sanity hath common sanction
Or, you’re forthwith a risk –
Touched by a chain
And bound in shame –
#EmilyDickinson
is divinest sense –
An eye that hath discerned the severest madness,
according to Emily’s judicious eyes, hath much sense –
The starker lunacy
be equated to divinity –
‘Tis common, unwritten law that we assent common beliefs
And ‘tis uncommon beliefs that common law demurs –
In this, as all overcome,
The stoic few as she will come –
Sanity hath common sanction
Or, you’re forthwith a risk –
Touched by a chain
And bound in shame –
#EmilyDickinson
#politics
#freedom
#HumanRights
#ignorance
#feminism
667 reads
2 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
14th Dec 2018 1:48pm
14th Dec 2018 1:48pm
Much Madness is Divinest Sense
Much madness
is divinest sense –
An eye that hath discerned the severest madness,
according to Emily’s judicious eyes, hath much sense –
The starker lunacy
be equated to divinity –
‘Tis common, unwritten law that we assent common beliefs
And ‘tis uncommon beliefs that common law demurs –
In this, as all overcome,
The stoic few as she will come –
Sanity hath common sanction
Or, you’re forthwith a risk –
Touched by a chain
And bound in shame –
#EmilyDickinson
is divinest sense –
An eye that hath discerned the severest madness,
according to Emily’s judicious eyes, hath much sense –
The starker lunacy
be equated to divinity –
‘Tis common, unwritten law that we assent common beliefs
And ‘tis uncommon beliefs that common law demurs –
In this, as all overcome,
The stoic few as she will come –
Sanity hath common sanction
Or, you’re forthwith a risk –
Touched by a chain
And bound in shame –
#EmilyDickinson
#politics
#freedom
#HumanRights
#ignorance
#feminism
667 reads
2 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 11:18pm
28th Jul 2024 11:18pm
Awake
Uncertain in the distance sounds the trumpeter
Summons to shadow war calling
The Praetorian guard plays king maker
The Republic has fallen
Failed assassinations, and palace coups
A royal game of thrones
The captain of the Pretorian guard is removed
Kabuki theater honed
Knife fighting deep in the heart of darkness
A more civil war brings
Lies, deceit, betrayal, and all the people said
The king is dead, long live the king
And yet, who shall that king be...
Change swirls hot in the air
Uncertain, unsettled,...
Summons to shadow war calling
The Praetorian guard plays king maker
The Republic has fallen
Failed assassinations, and palace coups
A royal game of thrones
The captain of the Pretorian guard is removed
Kabuki theater honed
Knife fighting deep in the heart of darkness
A more civil war brings
Lies, deceit, betrayal, and all the people said
The king is dead, long live the king
And yet, who shall that king be...
Change swirls hot in the air
Uncertain, unsettled,...
#corruption
#freedom
#politics #war
#politics #war
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5 Comments
AverageJoe
Poem Published
28th Jul 2024 11:18pm
28th Jul 2024 11:18pm
Awake
Uncertain in the distance sounds the trumpeter
Summons to shadow war calling
The Praetorian guard plays king maker
The Republic has fallen
Failed assassinations, and palace coups
A royal game of thrones
The captain of the Pretorian guard is removed
Kabuki theater honed
Knife fighting deep in the heart of darkness
A more civil war brings
Lies, deceit, betrayal, and all the people said
The king is dead, long live the king
And yet, who shall that king be...
Change swirls hot in the air
Uncertain, unsettled,...
Summons to shadow war calling
The Praetorian guard plays king maker
The Republic has fallen
Failed assassinations, and palace coups
A royal game of thrones
The captain of the Pretorian guard is removed
Kabuki theater honed
Knife fighting deep in the heart of darkness
A more civil war brings
Lies, deceit, betrayal, and all the people said
The king is dead, long live the king
And yet, who shall that king be...
Change swirls hot in the air
Uncertain, unsettled,...
#corruption
#freedom
#politics #war
#politics #war
194 reads
5 Comments
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