SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Aug 2023 7:38pm
30th Aug 2023 7:38pm
Within The Comfort Of Proverbs May You Find Peace
Hands cannot reach the holy grail of a blessed mind
You will attempt to find the key, however not ordained by God design
On by man’s time
And still not sip the equation of the truth as you come to find
You will attempt to find the key, however not ordained by God design
On by man’s time
And still not sip the equation of the truth as you come to find
#sun
#rain
#storm
#water
#wind
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adagio
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2022 11:19pm
23rd Aug 2022 11:19pm
A Shoelace Broken
With mist on the face
of thunderous clouds,
dark tides crashing
the long thick cover
of gathering storms
fathoms deep, lost,
a shoelace broken
of sea-gulls flying
out of view
with shadows of the albatross,
dying, the last voyage done,
away from the rum
on the waves setting me free
of gathering storms
of thunderous clouds,
dark tides crashing
the long thick cover
of gathering storms
fathoms deep, lost,
a shoelace broken
of sea-gulls flying
out of view
with shadows of the albatross,
dying, the last voyage done,
away from the rum
on the waves setting me free
of gathering storms
#storm
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 4:46am
23rd Jul 2021 4:46am
Mountain Storm
Mountain Storm
Gentlemen oaks usher mountaineers
On Appalachian fern gold
Whose fronds are lush with dreams
That gather in the mossy cusp of nature’s beautician
Who makes a patchwork quilt of green
On rocky heads of ancient totems
We emerge onto a bald God’s summit
Below clouds grow restless
As troops with no war
Who throw electric javelins
While bloodletting water
Bled from the earth
Whose aerial arteries
Flow in mist and rain
My sight blurs in flood on glasses
That obscures all but light
“Oh my God!”...
Gentlemen oaks usher mountaineers
On Appalachian fern gold
Whose fronds are lush with dreams
That gather in the mossy cusp of nature’s beautician
Who makes a patchwork quilt of green
On rocky heads of ancient totems
We emerge onto a bald God’s summit
Below clouds grow restless
As troops with no war
Who throw electric javelins
While bloodletting water
Bled from the earth
Whose aerial arteries
Flow in mist and rain
My sight blurs in flood on glasses
That obscures all but light
“Oh my God!”...
#marriage
#rain
#storm
#nature
#lover
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 4:46am
23rd Jul 2021 4:46am
Mountain Storm
Mountain Storm
Gentlemen oaks usher mountaineers
On Appalachian fern gold
Whose fronds are lush with dreams
That gather in the mossy cusp of nature’s beautician
Who makes a patchwork quilt of green
On rocky heads of ancient totems
We emerge onto a bald God’s summit
Below clouds grow restless
As troops with no war
Who throw electric javelins
While bloodletting water
Bled from the earth
Whose aerial arteries
Flow in mist and rain
My sight blurs in flood on glasses
That obscures all but light
“Oh my God!”...
Gentlemen oaks usher mountaineers
On Appalachian fern gold
Whose fronds are lush with dreams
That gather in the mossy cusp of nature’s beautician
Who makes a patchwork quilt of green
On rocky heads of ancient totems
We emerge onto a bald God’s summit
Below clouds grow restless
As troops with no war
Who throw electric javelins
While bloodletting water
Bled from the earth
Whose aerial arteries
Flow in mist and rain
My sight blurs in flood on glasses
That obscures all but light
“Oh my God!”...
#marriage
#rain
#storm
#nature
#lover
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 4:46am
23rd Jul 2021 4:46am
Mountain Storm
Mountain Storm
Gentlemen oaks usher mountaineers
On Appalachian fern gold
Whose fronds are lush with dreams
That gather in the mossy cusp of nature’s beautician
Who makes a patchwork quilt of green
On rocky heads of ancient totems
We emerge onto a bald God’s summit
Below clouds grow restless
As troops with no war
Who throw electric javelins
While bloodletting water
Bled from the earth
Whose aerial arteries
Flow in mist and rain
My sight blurs in flood on glasses
That obscures all but light
“Oh my God!”...
Gentlemen oaks usher mountaineers
On Appalachian fern gold
Whose fronds are lush with dreams
That gather in the mossy cusp of nature’s beautician
Who makes a patchwork quilt of green
On rocky heads of ancient totems
We emerge onto a bald God’s summit
Below clouds grow restless
As troops with no war
Who throw electric javelins
While bloodletting water
Bled from the earth
Whose aerial arteries
Flow in mist and rain
My sight blurs in flood on glasses
That obscures all but light
“Oh my God!”...
#marriage
#rain
#storm
#nature
#lover
477 reads
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 4:46am
23rd Jul 2021 4:46am
Mountain Storm
Mountain Storm
Gentlemen oaks usher mountaineers
On Appalachian fern gold
Whose fronds are lush with dreams
That gather in the mossy cusp of nature’s beautician
Who makes a patchwork quilt of green
On rocky heads of ancient totems
We emerge onto a bald God’s summit
Below clouds grow restless
As troops with no war
Who throw electric javelins
While bloodletting water
Bled from the earth
Whose aerial arteries
Flow in mist and rain
My sight blurs in flood on glasses
That obscures all but light
“Oh my God!”...
Gentlemen oaks usher mountaineers
On Appalachian fern gold
Whose fronds are lush with dreams
That gather in the mossy cusp of nature’s beautician
Who makes a patchwork quilt of green
On rocky heads of ancient totems
We emerge onto a bald God’s summit
Below clouds grow restless
As troops with no war
Who throw electric javelins
While bloodletting water
Bled from the earth
Whose aerial arteries
Flow in mist and rain
My sight blurs in flood on glasses
That obscures all but light
“Oh my God!”...
#marriage
#rain
#storm
#nature
#lover
477 reads
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2021 4:46am
23rd Jul 2021 4:46am
Mountain Storm
Mountain Storm
Gentlemen oaks usher mountaineers
On Appalachian fern gold
Whose fronds are lush with dreams
That gather in the mossy cusp of nature’s beautician
Who makes a patchwork quilt of green
On rocky heads of ancient totems
We emerge onto a bald God’s summit
Below clouds grow restless
As troops with no war
Who throw electric javelins
While bloodletting water
Bled from the earth
Whose aerial arteries
Flow in mist and rain
My sight blurs in flood on glasses
That obscures all but light
“Oh my God!”...
Gentlemen oaks usher mountaineers
On Appalachian fern gold
Whose fronds are lush with dreams
That gather in the mossy cusp of nature’s beautician
Who makes a patchwork quilt of green
On rocky heads of ancient totems
We emerge onto a bald God’s summit
Below clouds grow restless
As troops with no war
Who throw electric javelins
While bloodletting water
Bled from the earth
Whose aerial arteries
Flow in mist and rain
My sight blurs in flood on glasses
That obscures all but light
“Oh my God!”...
#marriage
#rain
#storm
#nature
#lover
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62Gus19
Gus1962
Gus1962
Poem Published
10th Oct 2021 2:15am
10th Oct 2021 2:15am
Lighting
In the rain come wash me
Kissing in cracking lights of thunder
The sky is amber in the fading sun
The rising moon awaits our love
In the candle light see my gaze
My love, my devotion to you
Whisper to your Man in the haze
Gentle touches and feel my love
Thunder and lighting light the sky
Fingers trace across my chest
As I gently follow your legs
Listen to my breath amongst your breasts
Love is in the air as I feel your hair
Whispering about our journey
That has brought us to our lair
Entwined with...
Kissing in cracking lights of thunder
The sky is amber in the fading sun
The rising moon awaits our love
In the candle light see my gaze
My love, my devotion to you
Whisper to your Man in the haze
Gentle touches and feel my love
Thunder and lighting light the sky
Fingers trace across my chest
As I gently follow your legs
Listen to my breath amongst your breasts
Love is in the air as I feel your hair
Whispering about our journey
That has brought us to our lair
Entwined with...
#love
#storm
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62Gus19
Gus1962
Gus1962
Poem Published
10th Oct 2021 2:15am
10th Oct 2021 2:15am
Lighting
In the rain come wash me
Kissing in cracking lights of thunder
The sky is amber in the fading sun
The rising moon awaits our love
In the candle light see my gaze
My love, my devotion to you
Whisper to your Man in the haze
Gentle touches and feel my love
Thunder and lighting light the sky
Fingers trace across my chest
As I gently follow your legs
Listen to my breath amongst your breasts
Love is in the air as I feel your hair
Whispering about our journey
That has brought us to our lair
Entwined with...
Kissing in cracking lights of thunder
The sky is amber in the fading sun
The rising moon awaits our love
In the candle light see my gaze
My love, my devotion to you
Whisper to your Man in the haze
Gentle touches and feel my love
Thunder and lighting light the sky
Fingers trace across my chest
As I gently follow your legs
Listen to my breath amongst your breasts
Love is in the air as I feel your hair
Whispering about our journey
That has brought us to our lair
Entwined with...
#love
#storm
362 reads
4 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:25am
Yesterday 6:25am
Strife
When storms do break and heavens weep
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
#Christian
#God
#rain
#religion
#storm
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:25am
Yesterday 6:25am
Strife
When storms do break and heavens weep
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
#Christian
#God
#rain
#religion
#storm
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:25am
Yesterday 6:25am
Strife
When storms do break and heavens weep
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
The cathedral spire wakes from sleep
A shadowed lance, it cleaves the rain
A hymn in stone through joy and pain
The clouds, like mourners, gather close
Their veils of grey a most solemn host
And through their tears a fleeting gleam
The spire ascends, a holy dream
Each droplet strikes with fleeting grace
A silver path on sacred face
And shadows twist in trembling flight
As rain and dark in union write
The gargoyles grin, their visages stark
In interplay of light and dark ...
#Christian
#God
#rain
#religion
#storm
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