Least Read Poems About Sacrifice
#sacrifice
6. Annotated Peoples Make Connections: if they walked around in love/for love/by love with SFX labels to their chests
my ears; jurassic lying dogs
crack an eye
at the slam door&shuts
with gutta-percha
abandoned housevines.
serum-anaesthetic so numb-
far from toilet.
bagful-godless plastic fluidclear
balloon stringing me along,
hear for me, my gadgets, my souls floating.
ersatz-doktor, labellapel I can’t
read-with-the-focus-upon-what-doesn’t-
I gear like your timepiece.
flat back & a tucked sweat-buckets
head wrap, time-bandage bondage aesthetic,
glass darkly revels when I sideblink
after a venerable dreamless...
crack an eye
at the slam door&shuts
with gutta-percha
abandoned housevines.
serum-anaesthetic so numb-
far from toilet.
bagful-godless plastic fluidclear
balloon stringing me along,
hear for me, my gadgets, my souls floating.
ersatz-doktor, labellapel I can’t
read-with-the-focus-upon-what-doesn’t-
I gear like your timepiece.
flat back & a tucked sweat-buckets
head wrap, time-bandage bondage aesthetic,
glass darkly revels when I sideblink
after a venerable dreamless...
#technology
#politics
#sacrifice #disability
#sacrifice #disability
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Friends Of Season 2
Part Two:
“I mulch my soil to rid disease
Ever watching undressing trees
Change is coming with silent thieves
A storm is brewing in the eye of leaves”
(Fall)
Sunflowers:
you ease my mind whilst transitioned soil
you dry my tears with words emerged in honey
you carry my struggles encroached your back
you ensure my outlooks are always sunny
you tower my shadows in sprinkled hope
encourage my thoughts to swim the seas
you shelter my weakness with a secured arm
you keep me planted through the...
“I mulch my soil to rid disease
Ever watching undressing trees
Change is coming with silent thieves
A storm is brewing in the eye of leaves”
(Fall)
Sunflowers:
you ease my mind whilst transitioned soil
you dry my tears with words emerged in honey
you carry my struggles encroached your back
you ensure my outlooks are always sunny
you tower my shadows in sprinkled hope
encourage my thoughts to swim the seas
you shelter my weakness with a secured arm
you keep me planted through the...
#strength
#friendship
#LifeCycle
#sacrifice
#tolerance
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Forget Not Thy Father
Though my lineage be tarnished
And void of respect
Desolated by the sins of my father
I raised you through spirit
Free and unshackled of their cycle
I fed you my journeys
In hopes you’d grow strong
I anointed your foreheads
From a bowl of my shed tears
To awaken your protected circle
Though I may only be flesh and blood
I am not without fault
I raised you better than that of my father
Under the protected mercy of our father
I have sacrificed much just to lose all
But I know he has a plan for me
And I...
And void of respect
Desolated by the sins of my father
I raised you through spirit
Free and unshackled of their cycle
I fed you my journeys
In hopes you’d grow strong
I anointed your foreheads
From a bowl of my shed tears
To awaken your protected circle
Though I may only be flesh and blood
I am not without fault
I raised you better than that of my father
Under the protected mercy of our father
I have sacrificed much just to lose all
But I know he has a plan for me
And I...
#faith
#fate
#spiritual
#redemption
#sacrifice
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april songs: journey of life 5
april song 05—infantile
thus the specimental blueprint
nurtured by umbilicus
comes to terms with awesome foot-sprint
whose Seed shall deliver us.
infantile—complete but helpless
—in the milk of human care.
shall He bloom blood-red and selfless,
with whose love none can compare?
is the crown of thorns too prickly
for the innocent of birth?
does the Cross bring death too quickly
to redeem a fallen earth?
could the seed of every woman
save the seed of every man,
fate would fashion an in lieu plan ...
thus the specimental blueprint
nurtured by umbilicus
comes to terms with awesome foot-sprint
whose Seed shall deliver us.
infantile—complete but helpless
—in the milk of human care.
shall He bloom blood-red and selfless,
with whose love none can compare?
is the crown of thorns too prickly
for the innocent of birth?
does the Cross bring death too quickly
to redeem a fallen earth?
could the seed of every woman
save the seed of every man,
fate would fashion an in lieu plan ...
#birth
#LifeCycle
#motherhood
#NaPoWriMo2024
#sacrifice
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april songs: journey of life 8
april song 08—conferment
preferent the sacrifices
when the age of reason flow’rs,
for to rise above each crisis
opens new redemption doors.
in the giving and receiving,
hearts are touched and soles are healed,
as beholding is believing
and new confidence is sealed.
let the strife be no deterrent
to the questing of your dreams;
in the end, the sweet conferment
of the stimme of living streams.
though the odyssey be trying,
you shall find recurrent pause
to the weary soul relying
on the...
preferent the sacrifices
when the age of reason flow’rs,
for to rise above each crisis
opens new redemption doors.
in the giving and receiving,
hearts are touched and soles are healed,
as beholding is believing
and new confidence is sealed.
let the strife be no deterrent
to the questing of your dreams;
in the end, the sweet conferment
of the stimme of living streams.
though the odyssey be trying,
you shall find recurrent pause
to the weary soul relying
on the...
#courage
#hope
#NaPoWriMo2024
#sacrifice
#strength
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before education
dig the twilight with a furlough
spun of anti-space, worship
what we trace to link solitude,
cool star fire laid like unknown soldiers,
worn paths
from teething monoliths to cease fire,
mercury rising
leads an allegory of war-
the past has come home
straight to the back room
of your head, holy primordial thing
not unlike the profile of a crag, and the fox
covering its tracks
like a daylight's withdrawal, howling erasure
our negative also creates, the bluest spell
gathers its...
spun of anti-space, worship
what we trace to link solitude,
cool star fire laid like unknown soldiers,
worn paths
from teething monoliths to cease fire,
mercury rising
leads an allegory of war-
the past has come home
straight to the back room
of your head, holy primordial thing
not unlike the profile of a crag, and the fox
covering its tracks
like a daylight's withdrawal, howling erasure
our negative also creates, the bluest spell
gathers its...
#philosophical
#morality
#sacrifice
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I Will Remember Today
I think most
have walked the edge
the one separating is and isn't
a world of competing sensations
or the cloying tasteless grey
some walk the edge daily
a ritual and addiction
seeking reason
to pick up a lifetime of burdens
hoisting the weight of sin and regret
and carry it another mile
I have been this person
in many ways I still am
to live each day as the last
and in that final denial of humanity
something grows unforeseen
the flowing, caressing water
of a simple shower
the evening...
have walked the edge
the one separating is and isn't
a world of competing sensations
or the cloying tasteless grey
some walk the edge daily
a ritual and addiction
seeking reason
to pick up a lifetime of burdens
hoisting the weight of sin and regret
and carry it another mile
I have been this person
in many ways I still am
to live each day as the last
and in that final denial of humanity
something grows unforeseen
the flowing, caressing water
of a simple shower
the evening...
#dark
#honesty
#sacrifice #strength
#sacrifice #strength
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april songs: journey of life 6
april song 06—concupiscent
could the seed of every woman
save the seed of every man,
fate would fashion an in lieu plan
that the cosmos could not span.
for the seed of but one woman
could the serpent’s head make squash,
though the heel of this One True Man
felt a bruise—a mere wish-wash.
antecedent concupiscence
lusts the fountains of the mind,
as does consequent imprudence
leave all innocence behind.
but the vantage of the nations,
clothed with lowly righteousness,
is unmoved by mock oblations,...
could the seed of every woman
save the seed of every man,
fate would fashion an in lieu plan
that the cosmos could not span.
for the seed of but one woman
could the serpent’s head make squash,
though the heel of this One True Man
felt a bruise—a mere wish-wash.
antecedent concupiscence
lusts the fountains of the mind,
as does consequent imprudence
leave all innocence behind.
but the vantage of the nations,
clothed with lowly righteousness,
is unmoved by mock oblations,...
#birth
#motherhood
#NaPoWriMo2024
#redemption
#sacrifice
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