Poems About Redemption Published by Members Recently Online
#redemption
Smoky Mountain Rain
Kindly and decrepit old Victorians give feeble excuses
for the rise of the nudist. Either the nudist has a bad
case of glands or he can't afford a shapely loincloth.
Man is striving to get back to basic nature with a
little opus from the works of Aphrodisiac held in
escrow until I depart with an empty portmanteau of
cravats. Listening to Ronnie Milsap sing, "Smoky
Mountain Rain," as the Victorians hide behind the
hydrangea bush gossiping and grasping at straws.
for the rise of the nudist. Either the nudist has a bad
case of glands or he can't afford a shapely loincloth.
Man is striving to get back to basic nature with a
little opus from the works of Aphrodisiac held in
escrow until I depart with an empty portmanteau of
cravats. Listening to Ronnie Milsap sing, "Smoky
Mountain Rain," as the Victorians hide behind the
hydrangea bush gossiping and grasping at straws.
#emotions
#freedom
#redemption
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Smoky Mountain Rain
Kindly and decrepit old Victorians give feeble excuses
for the rise of the nudist. Either the nudist has a bad
case of glands or he can't afford a shapely loincloth.
Man is striving to get back to basic nature with a
little opus from the works of Aphrodisiac held in
escrow until I depart with an empty portmanteau of
cravats. Listening to Ronnie Milsap sing, "Smoky
Mountain Rain," as the Victorians hide behind the
hydrangea bush gossiping and grasping at straws.
for the rise of the nudist. Either the nudist has a bad
case of glands or he can't afford a shapely loincloth.
Man is striving to get back to basic nature with a
little opus from the works of Aphrodisiac held in
escrow until I depart with an empty portmanteau of
cravats. Listening to Ronnie Milsap sing, "Smoky
Mountain Rain," as the Victorians hide behind the
hydrangea bush gossiping and grasping at straws.
#emotions
#freedom
#redemption
97 reads
0 Comments
Smoky Mountain Rain
Kindly and decrepit old Victorians give feeble excuses
for the rise of the nudist. Either the nudist has a bad
case of glands or he can't afford a shapely loincloth.
Man is striving to get back to basic nature with a
little opus from the works of Aphrodisiac held in
escrow until I depart with an empty portmanteau of
cravats. Listening to Ronnie Milsap sing, "Smoky
Mountain Rain," as the Victorians hide behind the
hydrangea bush gossiping and grasping at straws.
for the rise of the nudist. Either the nudist has a bad
case of glands or he can't afford a shapely loincloth.
Man is striving to get back to basic nature with a
little opus from the works of Aphrodisiac held in
escrow until I depart with an empty portmanteau of
cravats. Listening to Ronnie Milsap sing, "Smoky
Mountain Rain," as the Victorians hide behind the
hydrangea bush gossiping and grasping at straws.
#emotions
#freedom
#redemption
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The Grand Wizard
I could only imagine how this poem is going to go
When the words from my cerebral cortex begins to flow
Some may need an umbrella from a sense of past lineage pain
To withstand the rooted scars of ancestral rains
Readers, hold on to your seats
I’ll grasp your hand as our divided minds come to greet
Three little words
For anyone who’ve never heard
The history of such
That has affected years of hated, parades, demonstrations pretty much
Burning crosses
In the name of...
When the words from my cerebral cortex begins to flow
Some may need an umbrella from a sense of past lineage pain
To withstand the rooted scars of ancestral rains
Readers, hold on to your seats
I’ll grasp your hand as our divided minds come to greet
Three little words
For anyone who’ve never heard
The history of such
That has affected years of hated, parades, demonstrations pretty much
Burning crosses
In the name of...
#racism
#redemption
#culture
#love
#historical
446 reads
The Grand Wizard
I could only imagine how this poem is going to go
When the words from my cerebral cortex begins to flow
Some may need an umbrella from a sense of past lineage pain
To withstand the rooted scars of ancestral rains
Readers, hold on to your seats
I’ll grasp your hand as our divided minds come to greet
Three little words
For anyone who’ve never heard
The history of such
That has affected years of hated, parades, demonstrations pretty much
Burning crosses
In the name of...
When the words from my cerebral cortex begins to flow
Some may need an umbrella from a sense of past lineage pain
To withstand the rooted scars of ancestral rains
Readers, hold on to your seats
I’ll grasp your hand as our divided minds come to greet
Three little words
For anyone who’ve never heard
The history of such
That has affected years of hated, parades, demonstrations pretty much
Burning crosses
In the name of...
#racism
#redemption
#culture
#love
#historical
446 reads
The Grand Wizard
I could only imagine how this poem is going to go
When the words from my cerebral cortex begins to flow
Some may need an umbrella from a sense of past lineage pain
To withstand the rooted scars of ancestral rains
Readers, hold on to your seats
I’ll grasp your hand as our divided minds come to greet
Three little words
For anyone who’ve never heard
The history of such
That has affected years of hated, parades, demonstrations pretty much
Burning crosses
In the name of...
When the words from my cerebral cortex begins to flow
Some may need an umbrella from a sense of past lineage pain
To withstand the rooted scars of ancestral rains
Readers, hold on to your seats
I’ll grasp your hand as our divided minds come to greet
Three little words
For anyone who’ve never heard
The history of such
That has affected years of hated, parades, demonstrations pretty much
Burning crosses
In the name of...
#racism
#redemption
#culture
#love
#historical
446 reads
The Grand Wizard
I could only imagine how this poem is going to go
When the words from my cerebral cortex begins to flow
Some may need an umbrella from a sense of past lineage pain
To withstand the rooted scars of ancestral rains
Readers, hold on to your seats
I’ll grasp your hand as our divided minds come to greet
Three little words
For anyone who’ve never heard
The history of such
That has affected years of hated, parades, demonstrations pretty much
Burning crosses
In the name of...
When the words from my cerebral cortex begins to flow
Some may need an umbrella from a sense of past lineage pain
To withstand the rooted scars of ancestral rains
Readers, hold on to your seats
I’ll grasp your hand as our divided minds come to greet
Three little words
For anyone who’ve never heard
The history of such
That has affected years of hated, parades, demonstrations pretty much
Burning crosses
In the name of...
#racism
#redemption
#culture
#love
#historical
446 reads
The Grand Wizard
I could only imagine how this poem is going to go
When the words from my cerebral cortex begins to flow
Some may need an umbrella from a sense of past lineage pain
To withstand the rooted scars of ancestral rains
Readers, hold on to your seats
I’ll grasp your hand as our divided minds come to greet
Three little words
For anyone who’ve never heard
The history of such
That has affected years of hated, parades, demonstrations pretty much
Burning crosses
In the name of...
When the words from my cerebral cortex begins to flow
Some may need an umbrella from a sense of past lineage pain
To withstand the rooted scars of ancestral rains
Readers, hold on to your seats
I’ll grasp your hand as our divided minds come to greet
Three little words
For anyone who’ve never heard
The history of such
That has affected years of hated, parades, demonstrations pretty much
Burning crosses
In the name of...
#racism
#redemption
#culture
#love
#historical
446 reads
Sorry About The Mess. Big Party Last Night.
Long after we
moved ourselves to
Los Angeles, we found some blonde sitting
on
the floor in some guy's sweater.
moved ourselves to
Los Angeles, we found some blonde sitting
on
the floor in some guy's sweater.
#dialogue
#fiction
#home
#redemption
#temptation
144 reads
4 Comments
Sorry About The Mess. Big Party Last Night.
Long after we
moved ourselves to
Los Angeles, we found some blonde sitting
on
the floor in some guy's sweater.
moved ourselves to
Los Angeles, we found some blonde sitting
on
the floor in some guy's sweater.
#dialogue
#fiction
#home
#redemption
#temptation
144 reads
4 Comments
Sorry About The Mess. Big Party Last Night.
Long after we
moved ourselves to
Los Angeles, we found some blonde sitting
on
the floor in some guy's sweater.
moved ourselves to
Los Angeles, we found some blonde sitting
on
the floor in some guy's sweater.
#dialogue
#fiction
#home
#redemption
#temptation
144 reads
4 Comments
Sorry About The Mess. Big Party Last Night.
Long after we
moved ourselves to
Los Angeles, we found some blonde sitting
on
the floor in some guy's sweater.
moved ourselves to
Los Angeles, we found some blonde sitting
on
the floor in some guy's sweater.
#dialogue
#fiction
#home
#redemption
#temptation
144 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Redemption Published by Members Recently Online