Philosophical Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
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philosophical seeking friendly advice poems. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Who cares?
In this age of ''who cares''
What is the significance
Or the deep meaning
Of the word or term
Excommunication to you?
Would you care if you were
Excommunicated
And what ''doing'' of yours
Could lead to such chastisement.
Attacking the Church...
Openly on what basis, what sin?
Otherwise how the Church know
Of your very existence?
It would have to be something as
As outrageous as the group of women
Who, years ago went out to sea
Out of territorial limits,
Figuring they were untouchable
And named...
What is the significance
Or the deep meaning
Of the word or term
Excommunication to you?
Would you care if you were
Excommunicated
And what ''doing'' of yours
Could lead to such chastisement.
Attacking the Church...
Openly on what basis, what sin?
Otherwise how the Church know
Of your very existence?
It would have to be something as
As outrageous as the group of women
Who, years ago went out to sea
Out of territorial limits,
Figuring they were untouchable
And named...
#religion
#spiritual
#philosophical
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One Less Rib
Pater noster, qui es in caelis;
with a thorn in the sermon's flesh
and one less rib in the miter dish
into the abyss of the dark womb
a trough deeper than death's kiss
in search for life after the grave
stuck in the oblivion of the womb's tongue
as the cider in the apple bleeds
with one less rib in the miter dish
with a thorn in the sermon's flesh
and one less rib in the miter dish
into the abyss of the dark womb
a trough deeper than death's kiss
in search for life after the grave
stuck in the oblivion of the womb's tongue
as the cider in the apple bleeds
with one less rib in the miter dish
#hell
#pagan
#philosophical
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Straight Talk Live (The Evolution Of America’s Democracy)
This is a historical event taking place in our history today, which only occurs every four years. We are amid changing of the guards in this realm of we can life. We are moving to a new millennium upon the Democratic government which shall be inaugurated 01/20/21.
The mental whips and bondage chains of methodical racism within our own country will be slowly rescinded. However, there is still work do be done to bridge the disparity that has partitioned this country for four years.
As my grann would say Jesus did not get crucified for his spiritual belief he got...
The mental whips and bondage chains of methodical racism within our own country will be slowly rescinded. However, there is still work do be done to bridge the disparity that has partitioned this country for four years.
As my grann would say Jesus did not get crucified for his spiritual belief he got...
#politics
#TruthOfLife
#honesty #philosophical
#honesty #philosophical
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My Empty House
Saddle sore from riding the dark, but the laggards fall in my dust. As the anvil strikes my gothic inkwell of the friar's pen. But there is no one here but the dark and the moon's monkeyshines knocking at my door. But the dark is no stranger when caressing its shadow. When silently it wheezes as if death looking over my shoulder into my empty house as Mirriam - Webster's ghost. Eying my glossary and pulling at my chains of a wayfarer host.
#ghosts
#WritingPoetry
#philosophical
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Burger King Wrappers
In all my years as a poet screaming obscenities. Often pissing up a rope and rolling in shit. Listening to some cockamamie idiot named Poe and his
fucking depravity. Jiminy Cricket is corn fed. The Jetsons live on a damn space ship. While I am stuck in a single-wide trailer licking Burger King wrappers. With a free membership to DUP. It just ain't fair.
fucking depravity. Jiminy Cricket is corn fed. The Jetsons live on a damn space ship. While I am stuck in a single-wide trailer licking Burger King wrappers. With a free membership to DUP. It just ain't fair.
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
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Lichen
thriving gray-green peace
symbiotic pioneer
teach us how to live
symbiotic pioneer
teach us how to live
#nature
#haiku
#philosophical
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Lips Don't Lie-with MyEyeDelight
Her lips don't lie, a repressed smile. I'll take it to my grave. Now all alone. My soul still listening. Talking secrets of everlasting memories. When shadows cover my eyes of Da Vinci's, Mona Lisa. Suppressed smiles, though they don't lie. The shape of her guides me on a chariot of clouds, deep into the underworld. My soul listens ever still. The shadow has now consumed us both.
#emotional
#philosophical
#collaboration
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This Is A Man’s world (Remastered)
Poem Inspired From The Title of James Brown
This is a Man’s world
B.C, before his plans, his dreams, his naked genuineness unfurled
Ingenuity of the presence of domination, his stance in A.D reality
The first man of this realm, a loyal devoted trustee
Autonomous of this world’s essence
His lab formulated pestilence
Cries ringing out, western civilization, bullets spraying from his manmade weapons
This is a Man’s world
His passion, his sphere as he roams, his pearl ...
This is a Man’s world
B.C, before his plans, his dreams, his naked genuineness unfurled
Ingenuity of the presence of domination, his stance in A.D reality
The first man of this realm, a loyal devoted trustee
Autonomous of this world’s essence
His lab formulated pestilence
Cries ringing out, western civilization, bullets spraying from his manmade weapons
This is a Man’s world
His passion, his sphere as he roams, his pearl ...
#men
#universe
#TruthOfLife #philosophical
#TruthOfLife #philosophical
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Chasing Butterflies
In the twilight's tawdry
of candelabra and sins
chasing butterflies
in the bilingual night
wrapping me in shadows
feeling the winds blow
in the folds of your arms
deep within my lost soul
chasing butterflies
from my grave
of candelabra and sins
chasing butterflies
in the bilingual night
wrapping me in shadows
feeling the winds blow
in the folds of your arms
deep within my lost soul
chasing butterflies
from my grave
#dreams
#philosophical
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After Silence
After silence there is dark
vision into the world unknown
with only voices of death's choir
yet, it tastes so sweet
leapfrogging over granite stones
mutating into a hump-back crow
looking for my Johnny B. Goode
vision into the world unknown
with only voices of death's choir
yet, it tastes so sweet
leapfrogging over granite stones
mutating into a hump-back crow
looking for my Johnny B. Goode
#dark
#philosophical
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In My Girly Top

#HumanRights
#philosophical
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Chicka-Chicka Boom Boom
Iguanas at night of cold blood skin
As I smoke a rolled weed taco
Chicka-Chicka boom boom
And I in my cold winter basket
Listening to radio snakes sipping my tequila
Chicka-Chicka boom boom
As the caterpillar squirms winking its eye
Like Carmen Miranda in a girly-girly show
Chicka_Chicka boom boom
As I smoke a rolled weed taco
Chicka-Chicka boom boom
And I in my cold winter basket
Listening to radio snakes sipping my tequila
Chicka-Chicka boom boom
As the caterpillar squirms winking its eye
Like Carmen Miranda in a girly-girly show
Chicka_Chicka boom boom
#dark
#philosophical
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